From Ten to Queen

From Ten to Queen.

Nowhere to run, no sense to sin.
And there's no reason to obey.
I have the strength to curse my way.

I have the strength to let it go.
While watching trees and ices grow.
So see the world, shamanic eyes.

See your Queen and throw the dice.



• Morova poGreshnost' •

23.06.2024


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