When the evening moon is full and the night creeps over the land, the voices of long ago
become lost in the blowing breeze. In all these ages only few times are these voices truly heard. I will be your ears
and listen to these voices for those who can not. It is for you to believe or not. All I ask is that you listen.
...Watch for me by moonlight
Look for me by moonlight
I will come to you by moonlight
Though hell should bar the way....
Voices in the Wind
Wounded but not dead
Ain't what i've been doing
Ghostly hell
Street of Dreams
Shadow of Love
There'll come a day
Sanctum Santorum
Is it a dream?
Bad moonlight
Go back to Vampire chamber
Vy Nguyen
hvgirl9@yahoo.com
