Вершы:
Cradle Of Filth Malice Through The Looking Glass

.... Encroaching evening skies Die with such tragedy And those interred in cold graves Dwell on pleasures to be In deep hysteria Where our legend still breathes Through

Пераклад: Cradle Of Filth. Malice Залюстаркоўе.

.... Encroaching evening skies Die with such tragedy And those interred in cold graves Dwell on pleasures to be In deep hysteria Where our legend still breathes Through

.... Encroaching evening skies Die with such tragedy And those interred in cold graves Dwell on pleasures to be In deep hysteria Where our legend still breathes Through

life.... Encroaching evening skies Die with such tragedy And those interred in cold graves Dwell on pleasures to be In deep hysteria Where our legend still breathes Through

life.... Encroaching evening skies Die with such tragedy And those interred in cold graves Dwell on pleasures to be In deep hysteria Where our legend still breathes Through

life.... Encroaching evening skies Die with such tragedy And those interred in cold graves Dwell on pleasures to be In deep hysteria Where our legend still breathes Through