In a wold of glamor and shine who will be the one at the top?
Such word are said,
No words have done,
Through the night of silent,
and the night of shewn,
Were in a path of the pale moonlight,
You find the me as a mach destined to ignite.
Such word are said,
No words have done,
Through the night of silent,
and the night of shewn,
Were in a path of the pale moonlight,
You find the me as a mach destined to ignite.
