i hold a stone inside my palmi see the lines of ancient times
it may seem big it may seem small
another mystery, it unfolds
under the cries of nearby skies
in a river of tears and blood i hide
it may hold horror it may hold honour
another misery, it explodes
another
i hold a stone inside my palmi see the lines of ancient times
it may seem big it may seem small
another mystery, it unfolds
under the cries of nearby skies
in a river of tears and blood i hide
it may hold horror it may hold honour
another misery, it explodes