Like a vulture
I prey on every melacholic chord
Gazing the stage from above
Like a rapture
planning in tender skies
waiting to descend
to the desert landscape below
I prey on every melacholic chord
Gazing the stage from above
Like a rapture
planning in tender skies
waiting to descend
to the desert landscape below
"sómaisuma!"
"I actually don't know that one"
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