Hushed Complaint
It’s now only a dream; that land of peace! In this smoke of hatred, it’s hard to breathe. Strange how humans can grow fangs, Be hungry to spill blood of…
It’s now only a dream; that land of peace! In this smoke of hatred, it’s hard to breathe. Strange how humans can grow fangs, Be hungry to spill blood of…
It’s now only a dream; that land of peace! In this smoke of hatred, it’s hard to breathe. Strange how humans can grow fangs, Be hungry to spill blood of…