I have the voice of a thousand hurricanes, my darling [c]
Don't fret precious I'm here,
Step away from the window
Go back to sleep.

Safe from pain and truth and choice,
And other poison devils.
See, they don't give a fuck about you,
Like I do

Counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums.


@настроение: Казалось бы, первая квадра, а love-hate люблю больше всех.

@темы: I`m old and dying, recommend me something to kill, 3, Евангелие от Иуды, someone, call the Doctor, i`m sick of feeling