Hanging Man
You are what you pretend to be.
Our nation of two is no longer.
Only mother night.
A hanging man hears sweet music.
I wonder what it sounds like
Autor(es): Premonitions of War
You are what you pretend to be.
Our nation of two is no longer.
Only mother night.
A hanging man hears sweet music.
I wonder what it sounds like
Autor(es): Premonitions of War