Letras:
Autumn Offering The Walk The Line

, fall back to me. I hear your screams. Head held high, above the This face on unknown terror, I see your, I feel your horror. Walk the line, just once

solider, fall back to me. I hear your screams. Head held high, above the This face on unknown terror, I see your, I feel your horror. Walk the line, just

who hid And Mister Dark halts the procession, seeing the librarian, He asks him who the boys are; fills with rage as the old man lies [Part V: The Autumn