Minsk - Three Hours lyrics
Three hours. Time devours life's foundation. Familiarity He has known this fate before. Doomed to repeats the denial of this historical lust of disaster. A theoretical dream. It all returns to stab and pierce again.
Three hours. Time devours life's foundation. Familiarity He has known this fate before. Doomed to repeats the denial of this historical lust of disaster. A theoretical dream. It all returns to stab and pierce again.