Because there are no equal rights in life.
A stone house on a nice day.
Relieve the old skeleton of its barking worm
Are you crying there?
No one will find out
Man!
Are you crying there?
Or maybe you are mocking?
From what I know, there are swarms of worms.
He dances, clapping his hands, slowly eating you.
I drink my soul from the cup.
From the cup of my hands.
There is a boat sailing in the sea of u200bu200bcandles.
I'm standing in it.
Out of my sins I tighten the bow.
I'm shooting at the sky.
Are you crying there?
No one will find out
Man!
Are you crying there?
Or maybe you are mocking?
From what I know, there are swarms of worms.
It dances, clapping its hands, it slowly eats you.

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS