instrumental
Solo: Wead Hecate... darkness and terror of the night Hecate... oh, the crossroads are thine…
late spring rain, cool purple mist strawberries big as a baby's fist earth is soft…
You're running scared, you're not prepared that's undeniable Shows you how much I know I…
The summer storm brings the breaking news from the west horizon their words are cold,…
Inside the wave. Inside the wave. Coming from behind the wall Coming from beneath the…
View Comments