I'm the man behind the peephole of the door.
iIm the light that lit your fire.
You are the reason,my light.you are the reason's spy.
The vanguard has fallen,oh god, what i'd drink?.
Neither thousand moons, neither thousand suns are sufficient for this love.
I do not know the thousand and one moon not the thousand and two sun, that's a big reason to look it up.
I have to mount the planetarium of my telescope secret door, I must mount a constellation that could have something that attracts you to my heart...
Details of pain, traces of joy and prayers of forgiveness
the lights are off and everything in the world did vibrate
Detroy the gates of heaven and give them welcome.
She came from hell and their anger has been rotten....
David
