Of History repeating, failing and creeping
I made a blood promise. I laid my stake here
But no one knows us and nothing feels like home anymore
Faith for all of us
Questions for older men
A frozen wasteland of hope and glory Of History repeating, failing and creeping I made a blood promise. I laid my stake here But no one knows us and nothing feels like home anymore Faith for all of us Questions for older men Explain Request ×
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