Revise the Writ
Look with difficulty to the mountains of the unknown, into the shaded valleys the clouds of muddled sounds arise making every moment a mystery..
Smoke will rise from the ash of the former walls before us.. who will clear this **** for us to build a bright future without fear?
Smoke will rise from the ash of the former walls before us.. who will clear this **** for us to build a bright future without fear?