About The Temple (From Where Gentle Voices Utter Words of Scorn to the Mob With Forever Closed Eyes)
The Devout - The Temple (From Where Gentle Voices Utter Words of Scorn to the Mob With Forever Closed Eyes) (Letra y canción para escuchar) - Behold the temple of frozen rain and a wintry preference / Where the "Self" indulges in impious elegance / There I sculpt the river of imagination / Beyond