Letras:
Ulver We Are The Dead

voices laugh loud, so the candles flicker and go out, without noticing how dark it becomes. And he who records the voices of the spirits of the dead

voices laugh loud, so the candles flicker and go out, without noticing how dark it becomes. And he who records the voices of the spirits of the dead

the voices laugh loud, so the candles flicker and go out, without noticing how dark it becomes. And he who records the voices of the spirits of the dead