As a limitation,
light no longer shines.
We are no longer grateful,
for the penalty, the fine.
We live our lives,
hoping for a way to our will,
life is no longer ours,
for our hours are still.
-APOPHIS
As a limitation,
light no longer shines.
We are no longer grateful,
for the penalty, the fine.
We live our lives,
hoping for a way to our will,
life is no longer ours,
for our hours are still.
-APOPHIS