Blessed with rot in the final bed. A remedy for losing your other half, a lock of hair from a pack of dogs that took him into their cold den and nursed him against a stone breast. Eat the heart. Break your teeth. Skin ribbon drape, clotted wall, hardened womb; this house is no more. It was the skin that held the warmth, not bone.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
