On a mountain he sits
Not of gold but of sin
Through the blood he can learn
See the life that it turns
From a council of one
He decides when he's done
With the innocent
On his face is the map of the world
Wednesday.June.2007 11:08 am
Khem.. nu nav man īsti ko teikt.. -_- atkal mokos gralaicībā. mmmm laikam jāiet uz k-kādu čatu ar kādu parunāties :3