Um zu gucken, ob sie dem bald Sterbendem gefällt?

⁂ Næhmachinery
Premonitions in the rising wind; tonight the stars will fall.
The world in a cyclone, pouring out.
No escape, but hey, who cares? Just go with the flow.
The world in a cyclone, pouring out.
No escape, but hey, who cares? Just go with the flow.