And when it’s out of the water in this exposed, ravenous world when it’s losing all signs of life it will suffer- it will unfurl.
Down there lays the frail: a newborn to be shrunk a small change that will torture your life and all this in an empty trunk
“I will monitor your anguish enjoy your shrinkage strains devoting and harassing you, you and your forgotten fames”.
Desperate for evaporation; We pertain to our own acts Onwards a forever journey we are longing for shrinkage cracks.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
