Psalm of the City of the Dead的吉他谱
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Psalm of the City of the Dead的歌词
As we wait here for a sign
We are greeted by the end of time
These streets aren't paved with gold
Youâre my everything
My soul is growing cold
We are greeted by the end of time
These streets aren't paved with gold
Youâre my everything
My soul is growing cold