Midnight Echoes

[Instrumental] Through veins of ice, our blood flows cold, In a world where love is bought and sold. The darkness claims what light can’t see, In the void, we find our destiny. Through veins of ice, our blood flows cold, In a world where love is bought and sold. The darkness claims what light can’t see, In the void, we find our destiny. Through veins of ice, our blood flows cold, In a world where love is bought and sold. The darkness claims what light can’t see, In the void, we find our destiny.