Woorden:
Woe Of Tyrants The Seven Braids Of Samson

. And in time, we all fall. In need of saving answers, we're tortured to light, seeing without eyes. Cry out Samson, see without eyes. Cry out Samson,

conviction. And in time, we all fall. In need of saving answers, we're tortured to light, seeing without eyes. Cry out Samson, see without eyes. Cry out Samson