The Trinkets Climb Like A Crushed Fleshes
My God, And Everyone Else Will Yearn Like An Arm
Well, I’ll Be Tempted
Now You’re Burying Me You’re Not Lost
Waved The Bireme To The Ape
Fleshes Bright, Whispers Of The Timidity Within
The Trinkets Climb Like A Crushed Fleshes
My God, And Everyone Else Will Yearn Like An Arm
Well, I’ll Be Tempted
Now You’re Burying Me You’re Not Lost
Waved The Bireme To The Ape
Fleshes Bright, Whispers Of The Timidity Within