(някой е подредил това място по текстовете на Underworld)
there is a sound on the other side of this wall.
a bird is singing on the other side of this glass.
footsteps.
concealed.
silence is preserving a voice.
walking in the wind at the waters edge comes close to covering my rubber feet.
listening to the barbed wire hanging.
underworld
(някой е подредил това място по текстовете на Underworld)
there is a sound on the other side of this wall.
a bird is singing on the other side of this glass.
footsteps.
concealed.
silence is preserving a voice.
walking in the wind at the waters edge comes close to covering my rubber feet.
listening to the barbed wire hanging.
underworld