The Mist
My Pain
My pain is like the pain of a father who buries his son
My pain sleeps with the Moon and wakes with the Sun
My pain leves each and every day of the callendar
My pain is everlasting fire
Pain
Pain
Pain
My pain is like the pain of a father who buries his son
My pain sleeps with the Moon and wakes with the Sun
My pain leves each and every day of the callendar
My pain is everlasting fire
Pain
Pain
Pain