Eye of Gods
Eye of the Gods
Rain down upon
Lost virgin soil,
Thirst in the mid-day sun
Run the hour of the day
The wind sways with whispers
Echoing to be heard
Meadows haunt the night
While I walk in moonlight.
© DRS69a
Rain down upon
Lost virgin soil,
Thirst in the mid-day sun
Run the hour of the day
The wind sways with whispers
Echoing to be heard
Meadows haunt the night
While I walk in moonlight.
© DRS69a
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