For Lana.
Red skies — crimson eyes
wild & free
to decree.
Within greed,
they were breed,
and we grieve.
Lana,
body in decay
a bit astray –
our souls are...
wild & free
to decree.
Within greed,
they were breed,
and we grieve.
Lana,
body in decay
a bit astray –
our souls are...