the ground I realized that I stuck my foot right in my mouth These words are fugitives Too harsh or too honest A little pain will gain If I bite my tongue
ground I realized that I stuck my foot right in my mouth These words are fugitives Too harsh or too honest A little pain will gain If I bite my tongue
Vertaling: Betower. Byt my tong.
fall! Your court shall become the heart of my new imperium! Your people shall become my lackeys, bearing the glorious burden of my sovereignty with sweet
the poses that are mine to strike then perhaps posed a threat to you? Have I crossed the thin line now, that guards your un-enchanted barn, was it my
