It's left to parch...a thirsting man pleads,
(As promises of rain disappear)
His desiccated skin withers...
Your life means nothing to me...
(As promises of rain disappear)
His desiccated skin withers...
Your life means nothing to me...
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Mais ouvidas de I shalt become
ver todas as músicas- Like a Lamb to the Slaughter...
- These Cold Desires
- A Once Great Man
- A Ritual Killing
- An Atteridgeville Horror
- Burning
- The Swarming of the Locusts
- Want
- In Absentia
- Dreamscapes
- Labyrinthine
- The Serpent Song
- Ghosts
- No Quarter At the Somme
- Cleansed
- The Tragedie Of Macbeth: Actus Quintus, Scena Quinta
- Denial
- The Casket Letters
- Absolve Me
- Insects