oh how it hurts to see tears fall from her eyes into the desert some are sent to starve weary and weak they make their way home and though our tired hearts
翻訳: 永遠のアンセム. ハートの砂漠.
a past that keeps holding on so many times before I've tried to let go to peel off deception's mask but hid my fears behind walls of sorrow and like a
