Baixar Mais Tocadas: Ghost

There is a scourge in the guise of sanctity / A perpetrator with a quill / Although it’s / Often steeped in well spun mystery
Kaisarion, a prophecy told / We’re building our empire from the ashes of an old / Kaisarion, the fruit of the womb / Our brotherhood of good faith sealed an apostate witch’s doom
We’re standing here by the abyss / And the world is in flames / Two star-crossed lovers reaching out / To the beast with many names