on the knifes edge…
death on each hand and damnation behind.
ahead… Glory.
take it, it is Yours.
as if it where purely an act of ones own will.
tell me, o knowledgeable anon… why have you yet to ascend, again?
on the knifes edge…
death on each hand and damnation behind.
ahead… Glory.
take it, it is Yours.
as if it where purely an act of ones own will.
tell me, o knowledgeable anon… why have you yet to ascend, again?