2009-07-23
Doom-Mantia
Thirteen gather on a moonless night The morning star is burning bright Doom-mantia Followers, they sing and dance The pipes of Pan have weaved a trance Dressed in black No turning back Doom-mantia
Thirteen gather on a moonless night The morning star is burning bright Doom-mantia Followers, they sing and dance The pipes of Pan have weaved a trance Dressed in black No turning back Doom-mantia