- to the emperor.
winter 888.
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genghis khan you burn like a cigarette now...won't stand still smother your little thoughts now...sink like a pill and maybe you think that i don't love you still struggle to hear your heart now...starting to fade cut off your guilty parts now...quiet your shame and maybe you think that i don't know your name and maybe you'd better coat your dying days and maybe you'd better choke on what you say i'm worn down...bleed of the earth and never feel the same i won't bow...you're so old but i'm not alone and maybe you'd better focus on your pain and maybe you'd better choke on your remains i'm worn down...bleed of the earth and never feel the same i won't drown...breathe of the only words that i can taste i'm so tired...where will the lonely go to know their name i won't bow...you're so old but i'm not alone
- to the emperor.
winter 888. |