the fate of a 1000 years undone.
ran off with the careless whisper.
run these sheers across their throats.
bleed the banter from this crowd.
said so. so long. induce this festive disease.
Hands reach the sky but never touch the sun again.
ran off with the careless whisper.
run these sheers across their throats.
bleed the banter from this crowd.
said so. so long. induce this festive disease.
Hands reach the sky but never touch the sun again.