His eyes burned 2 holes in the mountain
when he sat for years, 'till
they let him in
He threw all your old books in the oven
saying, you can like the tales
but they ain't sacred
Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 7:12 PM UTC
His eyes burned 2 holes in the mountain
when he sat for years, 'till
they let him in
He threw all your old books in the oven
saying, you can like the tales
but they ain't sacred
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