Red Sun Rising.

Red Sun Rising.

Red Sun Rising ►

There was a time i used to look into my father’s eyes.
In a happy home i was a king, i had a golden throne.
Those days are gone, Now the memory’s on the wall.I hear the songs from the places where i was born…

 

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