Darkhaus - Providence

Cracked reflections, blood on the altar
My feelings are cold as if someone or something
Right behind me (devoid or emotion) is guiding my conscience
Steering my soul through time
And this too shall pass



Divine intervention
I seeketh your attention
Believe me, relieve me
I’m begging you, retrieve me

And drain me of poison
My choices and misfortunes
Providence shall come for the lost ones

@темы: картинки, Durarara!!, музыка, без плеера