With the lights low I'm falling through the air No escape from this place I just need to cry One more time, coz tears won't hold forever With the noise
Tradução: Howling Bells. En El Bosque.
mother was fed To the ravenous wolves that the elements led From crag-jagged mountains that seemingly grew in unease Through the maw of the woods, a
with one hand holdin' on And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it And the wood's
was fed To the ravenous wolves that the elements led From crag jagged mountains that seemingly grew in unease Through the maw of the woods, a black