Woorden:
Epica Illusive Consensus

solitude As it all went on, the love became A field in a dream that once had been real So sweet caress, never long to last! Destroy this illusion

all solitude As it all went on, the love became A field in a dream that once had been real So sweet caress, never long to last! Destroy this illusion

all solitude As it all went on, the love became A field in a dream that once had been real So sweet caress, never long to last! Destroy this illusion