The Kingdoms of the Mountain Cross
Part V
In mornings,
There rose globes of fire.
At nights,
Their deaths did not sound.
Every day,
The people decay.
And for every light,
There were souls taking flight.
Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
The Kingdoms of the Mountain Cross
Part V
In mornings,
There rose globes of fire.
At nights,
Their deaths did not sound.
Every day,
The people decay.
And for every light,
There were souls taking flight.
