A Shape In The Mystical Haze Lyrics


Stortregn A Shape In The Mystical Haze

Is it night or a dark storm?
I have seen the face of death.
Time has vanished, Time has left.
In a place without form.

Can I become the slave of my fear?
Between the hands of emptiness.
A soul with only one chance.
To subsist in Darkness.


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