I can smell your fear
Your lightning-ready insane yellow
Am I more vegetating than old?
My pride is a ball of light
Your lightning-ready insane yellow
A predator and fortress are not one
My pride is a ball of light
I wouldn’t survive that lightyear
A predator and fortress are not one
Walking with a mirror around the neck?
I wouldn’t survive that lightyear
There is nothing.
Walking with a mirror around the neck?
Am I more vegetating than old?
There is nothing.
I can smell your fear