See Me

I need implement the tracks a course where when dry is is a drowning force. Cast upon future I see clearly what do. To hell with all me, my core I keep true. My core is laughter, innocent gentle tune it plays upon violins and an angels sinews. Tell me your rancor, let me take…

Of The Devil

Always a look, it like a lit book upon fire took gasoline a look. I want posture of flame foster of a devil sure, be no imposter. Think I demand myself a stand. I think you can see sinking sand. Give me you do knowledge true; it makes shrewd all of my moves. Feel the…