Front Row Girl - DENA

You insist that we were meant to be born this way, something divine had it all in store. I suppose that your character was sketched within lines that connect th

Bones are begging to announce what the flesh already knows Life is a lesson in impermanence a moment's born to decompose We are granted but an instant here prov

We baited hooks with subtle reward in mind Little mattered then still little matters now The plans we made were designed to perpetuate through snakes of life We