As beigns of light we are rhythms of the world Thought we live in fear and darkness It's always hard when we lose the ones who love If only we knew Call your mourning off... Call your mourning off... Call your mourning off...
As beigns of light we are rhythms of the world Thought we live in fear and darkness It's always hard when we lose the ones who love If only we knew Call your mourning off... Call your mourning off... Call your mourning off...