2015-04-18
Trail Of Grief
Mister I cannot read you Your eyes are clouds of mist Well well, how can I heed you? I wish you did not exist Uncover me I hail to see Your mystic trail of grief It's funny how my heart feeds On overload It will never lead me through I am just too old For this game I bare to see Your mystic trail of grief Uncover me Uncover me