Drowsed by rain, wetter than the ocean
Plain to see to the mighty eye
Past the present, burning in delighted tune
Faces, all of which are mine!
So shine they shall, hovering over the cloud... Read More...
Kill the child!
Maniacs, psychopaths and thieves,
Surrounding me!
Holding out their hands in the air,
Just to murder me!
With a sweet tooth of lies, withering!
A child that I once wa... Read More...
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