Mar
16
In the light we’ll sing,
as all hurt must bring
in the folding cusp
of all broken things.
In the coming dusk
you will call on us,
and unite we must:
I’m the Crowing! Coheed & Cambria, “No World For Tomorrow”
as all hurt must bring
in the folding cusp
of all broken things.
In the coming dusk
you will call on us,
and unite we must:
I’m the Crowing! Coheed & Cambria, “No World For Tomorrow”