Au jardin, les acacias sont en fleurs Mais pour la premiere fois J'ai le regret de les respirer sans toi Rien, je n' sais rien sauf dans mon c?ur Tout
I am the white horse that death rode in on, I drove the first nail in the cross Assume the worst and pray for the best, we are all the Antichrist You
I heard on the news today that someone died of multiple stab wounds And I looked to see if yours was the face they flashed across the screen Starved
I am the white horse that death rode in on I drew the first nail in the cross Assume the worst and pray for the best We are all the anti-christ You are
I heard on the news today that someone died of multiple stab wounds and I looked to see if yours was the face they flashed across the screen. Starved
Перевод: Acacia Strain. Мертвый Прогулка.
Перевод: Рафаэль. Las Acacias.