05-25-2015, 05:51 PM 
	
	
	
		Here's a hit:
Vision of the Future
We'll drift down streets
of cold, corrupted stone,
when all old loves are dead
and new loves leave the birthing-beds.
	
	
	
Vision of the Future
We'll drift down streets
of cold, corrupted stone,
when all old loves are dead
and new loves leave the birthing-beds.

 

 
