I tell you my feelings for you. And you tell me nun of yours feelings for me. I hold this black rose. And look up at the darkness that falls before me. Looking down at the grounds of the dark forest I see nothing but a dark horse that stands before me.
The darkness I see
I tell you my feelings for you. And you tell me nun of yours feelings for me. I hold this black rose. And look up at the darkness that falls before me. Looking down at the grounds of the dark forest I see nothing but a dark horse that stands before me.