I could see the reflection in the tears That made their way down Your face Onto the ground I kneel upon They form a river that overtakes me Compassion envelops me
from zao. track one. where blood and fire bring rest.
because it isnt always right there
I could see the reflection in the tears That made their way down Your face Onto the ground I kneel upon They form a river that overtakes me Compassion envelops me
from zao. track one. where blood and fire bring rest.
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