I sit and wait for morning sun to make all I did undone But shame is all I can ever hope to see Death to me and all my kind for darkness is all I seem to find The secrets I had, now I shall forever keep
tales of mystery, horror and suspense
tales of mystery, horror and suspense
I sit and wait for morning sun to make all I did undone But shame is all I can ever hope to see Death to me and all my kind for darkness is all I seem to find The secrets I had, now I shall forever keep