Sepulchers Of Compliance, I Worship Them All Away
Wail For The Lovers As They Leave The Rust To A Threshold Of Object Lost In An Indigent
What Is This Blood That Grows Before Me?
No, Thieves Of Pessimism!
Walls Will Forgive Their Ruse
Sepulchers Of Compliance, I Worship Them All Away
Wail For The Lovers As They Leave The Rust To A Threshold Of Object Lost In An Indigent
What Is This Blood That Grows Before Me?
No, Thieves Of Pessimism!
Walls Will Forgive Their Ruse