Laulunsanoja:
Canaan The Forever Passion

cold as a winter day We are We are the children We are the children of nothing We are echos in an empty room The forever passion of decay

cold as a winter day We are We are the children We are the children of nothing We are echos in an empty room The forever passion of decay

as cold as a winter day We are We are the children We are the children of nothing We are echos in an empty room The forever passion of decay