No Quarter At the Somme
I Shalt Become
Dig a shallow grave And the dirt remains under the nails Run for the hills Because the sky is falling The hazy blur of a new vigil. Starfish Prime So in for a penny, in for a pounding.
Dig a shallow grave And the dirt remains under the nails Run for the hills Because the sky is falling The hazy blur of a new vigil. Starfish Prime So in for a penny, in for a pounding.