Steady war ready do you understand just a boy turned man if you ever lay another hand on my daughter it'll be wicked methods of manslaughter. Ever wal..
As the dawn weaves a new dusk the ashes too dust will be gone. Falling Angels arisen Demons are dug up by my shovel as I shake hands with the devil bo..
In a midnight slumber the summer air eternally weaves a premonition so fair. Within the wind whispers of immortals through tones so attoned as they be..
Upon God's green earth the sod is flawed as I peer with silence and never will I weep of its end through violence. As countries possesd by the press m..