Hope and desire The antique sea Hopes and fears are All we ever see We made a contract In a field of snow A single release now And he's saying Out
truth is never kind In the ghost lies a portrait of space that time is never here In the mind of a fallen man, a new day in another land Ship sails
Traduction: New Order. Cris et chuchotements.
: Hope and desire The antique sea Hopes and fears are All we ever see We made a contract In a field of snow A single release now And he's saying Out
? For fucks sake, who are these lobotomists? As if walls only had one side. Whispered intimacies might not get through, But cries of anguish know no barriers
them their voice? For fucks sake, who are these lobotomists? As if walls only had one side. Whispered intimacies might not get through, But cries of
