Cemetary Field Of Fire текст песни, слова песни Field Of Fire Cemetary
Cemetary - Field Of Fire
Im the sickness in your heart
Unholy ally
The saddness that won't part
The crossbone Dagger
A curse upon your soul
Crawling nightchild
Let the sad times roll
A violent fever
A silence robbing me
A night stalker
Beside the grain I reap
The other bleeding
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