them obsolete. Tracked from the heavens by the gods of this world. Laughter fills glass towers. All is seen by unseen overseers as boots crush down slowly
Tulkojums: Zemes Krīzes. Pārraugi.
leaves them obsolete. Tracked from the heavens by the gods of this world. Laughter fills glass towers. All is seen by unseen overseers as boots crush
