LYRIC
Hear ye hear ye! The lady
Helena has committed a sin.
Now death lies on her, like an
Untimely frost upon the
Sweetest flower of all the field
Hear ye hear ye! The lady
Helena has committed a sin.
Now death lies on her, like an
Untimely frost upon the
Sweetest flower of all the field
WRITE A COMMENT
Hear ye hear ye! The lady
Helena has committed a sin.
Now death lies on her, like an
Untimely frost upon the
Sweetest flower of all the field
No comments yet