Jan 2021
I cast my eyes
upon the sky
each day it seems
a new artist died
purganan in purgatore
every hue and every horn
in and out of heavens door
upon the sky
each day it seems
a new artist died
purganan in purgatore
every hue and every horn
in and out of heavens door
(M/South Africa)
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