They built their cities on the edge of the sea in a time when the sun smoldered long casting shades of fury upon the land…
They built their cities on the edge of the sea in a time when the sun smoldered long casting shades of fury upon the land…
Impeccable and pinstriped at the cotton candy machine with an aristocratic turn of the wrist watch check late train flecking a speck of dust off…
Hostile giant silhouetted in penumbra demure in constant conquest I hear faint sounds from the kingdom below marked by dreams they grow restless in twilight…