Always a dead end There is no escape I place my sorrow upon a bird in the sky And i'll let it fly This place is ephemeral An eternity that binds me Coming or going All that passes by are dreams
Always a dead end There is no escape I place my sorrow upon a bird in the sky And i'll let it fly This place is ephemeral An eternity that binds me Coming or going All that passes by are dreams
in this book i have the recipe for disaster. if you want to know what it is. ask, and i shall tell you, "what is written here is the greatest threat to all man kind, the names of my friends."