[sc¤]~Sid_Saiver de Vland de Runterton. Made in Russia
Nothing lasts, everything changes to something else, but nothing is wrong, everything is on track, nothing is lost.
When shall I be free? When I shall cease to be, When no more life's between me and perfect harmony.
When shall I be free? When I shall cease to be, When no more life's between me and perfect harmony.