Moonlight Sonata (Funeral Art cover) – Black Metal
The moving Moon went up the sky. And nowhere did abide; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside- In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud, It perched for …
The moving Moon went up the sky. And nowhere did abide; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside- In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud, It perched for …