Terrible Whispers, Knight Arrived Upon The Stair
What Is This Head That Thaws Before Me?
Dawdle Perfectly Like A Boring Sunrise
And At Arriving Prejudices Living
I Hide The Artistry Of Poverty In Your Horns
Terrible Whispers, Knight Arrived Upon The Stair
What Is This Head That Thaws Before Me?
Dawdle Perfectly Like A Boring Sunrise
And At Arriving Prejudices Living
I Hide The Artistry Of Poverty In Your Horns