The wind reeks of innocence again,
a danger to the wandering hearts of men,
For,
the strength of her embrace
rips them to shreds
like kites forlorn
in a gust of tempest.
The wind reeks of innocence again,
a danger to the wandering hearts of men,
For,
the strength of her embrace
rips them to shreds
like kites forlorn
in a gust of tempest.