I can hear steps like bat wings behind me
I am not turning and I wait watching the abyss,
From a green leaf, of dust…
It is floating ahead of me and it is deleting my thoughts
The steps fled in
I can hear steps like bat wings behind me
I am not turning and I wait watching the abyss,
From a green leaf, of dust…
It is floating ahead of me and it is deleting my thoughts
The steps fled in
