Drying Seas All Roads If we killed us today Die all tomorrow Resurrection we will not be together Custom Cycles Separate Another day of the night This heart loves the whole life of life Empty or flooded or drought Sadness of the dried flowers sprinkled the world
Wheels from the wheel The sun goes to the Zandon Make the rocks from the mountains Smell Sad Smells Even Sadness on the world The wheel from the wheel The Sun In the Zendon The rocks from the mountains Smell Sadness Smells Night its time and time is the time and time of nature Nature from nature to be unemployed Nighting Nights. To my eyes that you are Youre not my eyes.
