The Legion Of Hetheria - Lake Of Pain

While the rain is falling
hear his low voice whispering
His frightful presence makes them cry,
he takes your soul where it belongs

Fear under the light of the moon
everything is hopeless as I've come to see

As long as the trip goes on,
the burning sensation begins to be stronger,
you wish you never arrive to the other side,
but he'll never stop.

While the rain is falling
hear his low voice whispering
His frightful presence makes them cry,
he takes your soul where it belongs

Fear under the light of the moon
everything is hopeless as I've come to see