In the distance machines come to transform Eden day by day, only love is with us now something warm and pure find the peace within ourselves no need for a cure, when the wind is slow and the fire is hot, the vultures wait to see what rots oh how pretty all the scenery this is nature sacrifice when the air blows throught with a brisck attack the reptile ripped from its tail back we will not forget the red sun over paradise.
Posted on: Tue, 30 Sep 2014 16:35:08 +0000