hands. Death is the only thing that makes us alive, Forcing focus on light that we hold inside. We are volcanoes, levels of light. We?re bleeding an
번역: 마지막에 잠자는. 라이트 수준.
our hands. Death is the only thing that makes us alive, Forcing focus on light that we hold inside. We are volcanoes, levels of light. We?re bleeding
