The wind seems to be crying.
The earth is trembling and bleeding.
The poor devils fell into a pool of blood one by one.
The sadness and pain of their death.
It's a wave of death, and then another wave rushes up.
Although the...
The wind seems to be crying.
The earth is trembling and bleeding.
The poor devils fell into a pool of blood one by one.
The sadness and pain of their death.
It's a wave of death, and then another wave rushes up.
Although the...