Lineage (Obscured)
From Ashes Rise
Etched in the woodwork, the faint histories, the private shadows of secrecy. Their lineage, their words tell us nothing. Their voices caress, and lick our wounds with poisoned tongues.
Etched in the woodwork, the faint histories, the private shadows of secrecy. Their lineage, their words tell us nothing. Their voices caress, and lick our wounds with poisoned tongues.