A Joyless Occasion - Autumn Tears
Eyes closingBreathing life into your veinsAnd then the morning rips you awayTorn my the scythe of dawnShe wields it withNo shameEyes closingYou whisper words that bledThe veil of dusk is tightly drawnLight fadingIt sets you free againUnscathed by the hidd . . . 阅读详情