O, ethereal Earth -
tortured town towering oneself.
Under Grace, thy swift death -
and upon mercy, a light, jest.
To be your Savior -
your only favorite -
is what's best.
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 12:13 AM UTC
O, ethereal Earth -
tortured town towering oneself.
Under Grace, thy swift death -
and upon mercy, a light, jest.
To be your Savior -
your only favorite -
is what's best.
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