Confusion will be my epitaph
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back
And laugh
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
.Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
undead_knight (06-03-2014)
To ravage, to slaughter, to usurp under false titles, they call empire; and where they make a desert, they call it peace
Tacitus-
Dariush (06-03-2014)
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