Stand above the fallen flowers Torn and nameless final hours Flightless birds and dead winds rising Call to god in all their writhing Broken knees they scream to silence No reply and no one saves them Change the writing on… — Guren No Yamiga Copy Share Image
Stand above the fallen flowers Torn and nameless final hours Flightless birds and dead winds rising Call to god in all their writhing Broken… — Guren No Yamiga Copy Share Image
