By Americo Alvarenga
I found the sweetest child today, whose death did not take.
I wrenched and pulled their gnarled anima but found it did not break.
I querried the queer, darkened dear of why it lingered so?
By Americo Alvarenga
I found the sweetest child today, whose death did not take.
I wrenched and pulled their gnarled anima but found it did not break.
I querried the queer, darkened dear of why it lingered so?
Alas, my loves, here comes the ‘morrow’s dawn.
Let it not be said that we had no fight.
Though the Reaper’s grim score will prove us wrong.
Alas, my loves, here comes the ‘morrow’s dawn.
Dear friends and foe’d ones have fallen silent.
Alas, my loves, here comes the ‘morrow’s dawn.
Let it not be said that we had no fight.
Though the Reaper’s grim score will prove us wrong.
Alas, my loves, here comes the ‘morrow’s dawn.
Dear friends and foe’d ones have fallen silent.
Hope you all are too!
Hope you all are too!
I’ve only got this to say to you.
I’ve only got this to say to you.