nemesis :blackhole: nyoom@akko.disqordia.space

don’t be sad, soon comes the night,
when we watch over the faint countryside,
as the cool moon secretly laughs
and we rest hand in hand
don’t be sad, soon comes the time,
when we rest, our small crosses will stand
on the bright roadside together,
and it rains and snows,
and the winds come and go