Woven Hand
Slota Prow
It reads lame now written downIt is frail now that it makes its soundOf the past i have been livingAs to cast myself asideAs is the customAs is the customThe shine of crimeLeft lying aroundEach one I will see againEach onePrashnom moldich svetovenVashene osh miashteEndevik saferen seducBullvenya oshkyeBullvenya oshkyeMoldich fudjok eveshek prasheneTovet dotchen oshkyeVana ratache oshvendeVana ratache oshvendeDok bledsin dok slota prowDok bledsin dok slota prowPrashnomPrashnom moldich svetovenVashene osh miashtePrashnom
From Letras Mania