Alligator
Fetching Fear
What about the future? what about the past? noone has to know why someone has to rest. Death is always certain drugs bring near the end don't forget the madness puts your mind in the hell Intense impressions provoke dark... Playing with a knife brushing against the vein just a little tremor so sweat has never been. Blood begins to flow you become so near to the end of joke it was a fetching fear
From Letras Mania