August 2008
Drog upp till urkult för att .. typ.. kolla hur det var där o så :p ......................................................................................
It was the wicked and wild wind Blew down the doors to let me in Shattered windows and the sound of drums People couldn't believe what I'd become Revolutionaries wait For my head on a silver plate Jus
what does tomorrow want with me what does it matter what i see if it can't be my design tell me where do we draw the line
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