She smashes her knuckles into winter As autumn’s wind fades into black She is the saint of all the sinners, the one whose fallen through the cracks… (iViva la Gloria!)
She smashes her knuckles into winter As autumn’s wind fades into black
She smashes her knuckles into winter As autumn’s wind fades into black She is the saint of all the sinners, the one whose fallen through the cracks… (iViva la Gloria!)
