Woven Hand
Aeolian Harp (Under The World)
now is the end of the gentile pluck aeolian harp my child beyond the lust of this moment thin as a pine slat it does no good to call you mine you're a big brown bull button up and button down now grim pilgrim he come around as he did he will roll drivin like there aint no god at all he digs his hole do you see the day far on brothers it is a line there is no buffalo outside rifle child it is more than hunger that betrays my heart
From Letras Mania