my life is on fire
everything is burning around me
my life is on fire
living in a land of tar
I wander with skeletons
I talk to skulls
of course my skin is gone
there is no sign of relief
we're slaves to the sun
when it finally goes black
my smile grows unseen
land of tar
skies of ash
streets are molten
with no past
Этот текст прочитали 206 раз.