Vega Under Fire

Full Moons And Metaphors
This could be all i have to give This could be it, this could be it We could fall just to give up our existence For the moment that we've all been waiting for For the moment that you'll, that you'll see our glory Ch: We make full moons and assemble the most elegant twilight We're glorious, We're glorious from now on Words may not hurt, but my pen can sting With the blood as my ink And my heart as the lamp that breaks the bones With sticks and stones We made a deal to take the world. We are here to be creatures To paint our songs along A rigid canvas we all walk on CH From Letras Mania