Motorpsycho
The Golden Core
These are sungod days,
like subtle layers of yawning
before this hungry mouth
slowmotion days are dawning
why don't it all just burn away?
there is a time for everything
when even you can be a king
...or,a queen of no fixed stature
a prince amongst the castaways
on this sungod day,too boring to pay heed to
From Letras Mania