Pallbearers in heavy weather. How the guilty put themselves to work! . Less common to see the patterns in the timing of the universe. Ahooo. Oh my sweet lucretia why won't you believe me. Oh you
Last Halloween when the devil grinned. The tattoos on your face covered up your skin. Scarred from the sin and those sleepless nights. Trying to find a fight you can't win So you chased him, traded
