I use the dead would to make the fire rise The blood of innocence burning in the skies I filled my cup with the rising of the sea And poured it out in an ocean of debris... Manas favorītbldītes.
I use the dead would to make the fire rise The blood of innocence burning in the skies I filled my cup with the rising of the sea And poured it out in an ocean of debris... Manas favorītbldītes.
Patika nadziņbildes, pārējās gan bieži redzētas. bet anyway +. ;)