They were the salt of the earth Flowers grew now on the blood stained earth Never again Never again Do not cast me out of heaven To choke in gas and...
I am the one who sits at the back and daydreams I am the one who got picked last in games I am the one who skipped off boring school I was nt one of...
Possessed by a certain brutality of sprit showboating about one’s self importance Eyes fixed on the prize, no ears to hear the world above the waves...
Possessed by a certain brutality of sprit showboating about one’s self importance Eyes fixed on the prize, no ears to hear the world above the waves...