"There is nothing more magical than a group of people singing folk songs together."

Friday, 15 May 2009

Serpents and Ladders.

I am my father's Sun.
Casting rays of light into his otherwise tenebrous mindset.

Crucify me something special.
Drown my sin, save my people.
A gust of wind can spread the seas,
But it will never solve your affliction.

And everyone will look to you when the end is nigh,
and you in turn will crack the sky.

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