Every minute of every hour while the men fall on their knees. The clouded image of their broken dreams face them & laughing it kicks them to death. Leaves them bleeding from sadness & goes leaving just desolation & sorrow.
Every minute of every hour while the men fall on their knees. The clouded image of their broken dreams face them & laughing it kicks them to death. Leaves them bleeding from sadness & goes leaving just desolation & sorrow.