The Nostalgic Melody Of Nature's World-Weary Degeneration Into Suicide (To Me... You Were Never Beautiful. Therefore I’m Still Running From Myself, Like I Ran Once Upon A Time... From You)
Wings Of An Angel
The Nostalgic Melody Of Nature's World-Weary Degeneration Into Suicide (To Me... You Were Never Beautiful. Therefore I’m Still Running From Myself, Like I Ran Once Upon A Time... From You)