“Together, we (will, can, must) (rule, change, destroy) the (world, our victims, the people in this bar).”
if your hopes scatter like the dust across your track, i’ll be the moon that shines on your path. the sun may blind our eyes; i’ll pray the skies above for snow to fall on the sahara.
...This is almost overload — I said almost overload
Friends and foes and princes are all just human in the end
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map