thousand ages But built a stack of bones as your monument to dead vanity It's just a shrine to the words you use to wreck Tell me, how can you sleep
thousand ages, But built a stack of bones as your monument to dead vanity. It's just a shrine to the words you use to wreck. Tell me, How can you sleep
a thousand ages, But built a stack of bones as your monument to dead vanity. It's just a shrine to the words you use to wreck. Tell me, How can you sleep
