I:Sane (Ember's Oration)
Thy eyes of mercy
Longing self for thee absolution
How could you ignore?
The sacredness of your servant's offer
Mine are selfless intuition.
Yours are doubtful caress
I whisper in the hollow...
Longing self for thee absolution
How could you ignore?
The sacredness of your servant's offer
Mine are selfless intuition.
Yours are doubtful caress
I whisper in the hollow...