epishs dikaiwthike gia ton carlos!na ta leme auta!oxi,gia na min mas perasoun gia mh egkyrh efhmerida!Originally Posted by Scarbaf
epishs dikaiwthike gia ton carlos!na ta leme auta!oxi,gia na min mas perasoun gia mh egkyrh efhmerida!Originally Posted by Scarbaf
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.