of glass
i, do not worship gods
of glass
i, do not worship gods
A parallel I would lay my life on
So if your wings won't find you heaven
I will bring it down like an ancient bygone
CW: nudity, body horror
A parallel I would lay my life on
So if your wings won't find you heaven
I will bring it down like an ancient bygone
CW: nudity, body horror
and the gods
grow
tired
and the gods
grow
tired