The Forlorn的吉他谱
The Forlorn的歌词
Through horizons I am dreaming
I sense the mourning of skies
Desolate sands forming below me
Mortals are gathered for the passing
Smoke rises from the earthly past
I hear the dirge of morning dusk
I'm drifting into the beauty of darkness
I sense the mourning of skies
Desolate sands forming below me
Mortals are gathered for the passing
Smoke rises from the earthly past
I hear the dirge of morning dusk
I'm drifting into the beauty of darkness