Mael Mordha The Man All Hate To Love
Cold, cold rain flows down the inside of my skin
Days turn black as night as my heart dies
Blood runs red as life freezes away
Isolation reigns in this land of decay
For life fails to live, merely exist in misery
As the heart of the man all hate to love slows and dies.
For life fails to live, merely exist in misery
As the heart of the man all hate to love slows and dies.
