From:
Excuse me, stranger,
What are you
Embracing?
The roots of the ground live in blood and we sleep.
I can sense the rhythm and it's time; Panic.
Panic.
Translate to:
Excuse me, stranger,
What are you
Embracing?
The roots of the ground live in blood and we sleep.
I can sense the rhythm and it's time; Panic.
Panic.