Above these fallow plains of salt and wires, form the droplets that would land and dehydrate the soil. And so sounds the song, with howls and shrieking; A gift from this earth’s keeper, uncontrollably weeping.
Dead Plains Lyrics – Make Them Suffer
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Above these fallow plains of salt and wires, form the droplets that would land and dehydrate the soil. And so sounds the song, with howls and shrieking; A gift from this earth’s keeper, uncontrollably weeping.