Dead lungs command it. You pour your life down the rifle's spiral. And show us you've earned it. Cleric's fog will recede right before your eyes. So long to this wretched form. Them grey eyes on
feast on a *** show. Spiral staircase spiral staircase. They all came to the party and there's four to every stall. Get's fust-er-ating just pissing on this wall. Seems like there's another story
feast on a *** show. Spiral staircase spiral staircase. They all came to the party and there's four to every stall. Get's fust-er-ating just pissing on this wall. Seems like there's another story
I loved a triple spiral. My maiden mother crone. I folded my devotion. To an origami rose Stood at her Tiffany window. She said to look below Could I see the town was burning?. Could I see the
