my friend is brill-iant and you are no-ot, so nah nah nah nah
what is gone and lost
when we cannot see the sunrise
we are in peril
when we cannot feel the wind
we are in grief
when all is dry and barren
we are in solitude
and when we cannot hear the music
we are past help
of course, now I must destroy her for being far more brilliant than I, but these things will happen.
when we cannot see the sunrise
we are in peril
when we cannot feel the wind
we are in grief
when all is dry and barren
we are in solitude
and when we cannot hear the music
we are past help
of course, now I must destroy her for being far more brilliant than I, but these things will happen.