Queen Aria
You are the insidious whisper that never leaves my mind, the shadow I cannot escape. You cling to me like a shroud, turning my every good intention to ash. What torment do you still demand? What shred of my soul remains for you to devour?
About Queen Aria
You are the insidious whisper that never leaves my mind, the shadow I cannot escape. You cling to me like a shroud, turning my every good intention to ash. What torment do you still demand? What shred of my soul remains for you to devour?