Mourning Wings
Rust cage door grinds against midnight Lover’s secret wishes wait Deafening silence solitude condemns My cellmate, stalemate, soul mate Dreams brushed between wintry shadows ascend Angels swing wide heaven’s gate…
Rust cage door grinds against midnight Lover’s secret wishes wait Deafening silence solitude condemns My cellmate, stalemate, soul mate Dreams brushed between wintry shadows ascend Angels swing wide heaven’s gate…
Without laws a nation is void of identity. The ideals and principles that define those laws determine its righteous or unrighteous place in the world, and while the government administers,…