Letra de Notes of Violate Spectates a Flatter of Male
I will protect you from this awful placeI know you so well that it's fiction, got to get out of our head My face is a dead link you won't find me there My eyes dead link Absentee ballet zero for conduct all we used to be made out of glass Glass and blood glass and blood not for... For Tristeza... not for Tristeza Trsiteza casting spells in your dead name is elastic Her striking temperature according use to object Extract the masculine germ from remote memory Now that all my thoughts are phantom pains Pains pains I was a mad idea traced in thе sand I was a mad idea traced in the sand whеre misery is deify-able I will protect you from this awful place A horror poem unfolds and our love absorbs it