I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the.....
FLOOOOOOOOOOORRR!!!!!!!
>>2773930
smugbasques.jpg
>>2773938
Thats the Pyrenees.
You taught me the courage of stars before you left.
How light carries on endlessly, even after death.
With shortness of breath, you explained the infinite.
How rare and beautiful it is to even exist.
>>2773967
Trade ships with rats carrying fleas carrying the disease
>>2774014
But it's in the middle of the sea. You can't go by medieval boats from the mainland to Sardinia