Katla
Don't you climb off my movie screen. You suit perfect in blue light. When you embrace my head and turn my eyes red. Your rhythm is mine. To break bones with only knives in you mind. And I say later. Grace, I'm okey 'cause I've got a new name. Don't talk to remind. I've got so much faith that I don't want to rewind.
Writer/s: David Lehnberg
