Decrepit
Spinning the yarn of time Moments, days, months, years Etching marks as it passes Strange geometrical lines. Gnawing the flesh With tender hands or claws None knows, but Intangible […]
Spinning the yarn of time Moments, days, months, years Etching marks as it passes Strange geometrical lines. Gnawing the flesh With tender hands or claws None knows, but Intangible […]