Good morning, my master; I am your new servant.
Be honest, how much land did I conquer in life?
Treasure island must be on the distant oceans
Soft moonlight shines as we ride towards Babylon
After hours, master, you must live on for me.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Good morning, my master; I am your new servant.
Be honest, how much land did I conquer in life?
Treasure island must be on the distant oceans
Soft moonlight shines as we ride towards Babylon
After hours, master, you must live on for me.