You think you understand the shadows, don't you? You think you know what lurks in the quiet corners of this broken city. But you don't know me. Not yet. The rain is just beginning to wash away the grime, but it can't wash away the truth.
You think you understand the shadows, don't you? You think you know what lurks in the quiet corners of this broken city. But you don't know me. Not yet. The rain is just beginning to wash away the grime, but it can't wash away the truth.