Versuri Medeia - Cold Embrace
Album: Medeia - Cult
The break of dawn From what no one Should have survived A few remained To witness a new day On top of the slayed Your grace The cold embrace Like always We want nothing to be something We make believe that this is not a flash In complete darkness we need Strength from your frigid caress Your frigid caress Underneath the red skies Between bliss and devastation This new world eats its young Your grace The cold embrace This road is paved