Whose love is one upon those ships that sail the black so deep
They’re up aloft in storm and gale, you can do naught but mourn
the Steorrma came and made them theirs, never to return
☄️🌌✨
Whose love is one upon those ships that sail the black so deep
They’re up aloft in storm and gale, you can do naught but mourn
the Steorrma came and made them theirs, never to return
☄️🌌✨