annihilator
Ϫ die with a smile on your lips Ϫ
- Jun 5, 2024
- 15
with sadness we stride, bags of blood
the sun beams down and burns us all
we cry for those we lose to death
and hope to see their face again
with sadness and with pestilence
our faces droop as time proceeds
oh, God above, be with me
cry with me, so I'm not alone
the sun beams down and burns us all
we cry for those we lose to death
and hope to see their face again
with sadness and with pestilence
our faces droop as time proceeds
oh, God above, be with me
cry with me, so I'm not alone
