Tekster:
Wings Of Azrael Suspension Of Disbelief

The sun sleeps and so does the mask that I wear in the light to hide my face. The world doesn't know who I am. The moon rises up, and with it, the trembling

Why should you take the blame? You chew up and swallow their accusations. You've choked on the king's poisoned fare. This is your reward for all you'

Asleep on the basement couch, no one knows that we are all alone. Let's keep this our secret. Sleep for a better day and dream for a better way. The