Commodus

Silent darkness, where souls would fade,
But this is the place that she was made.
From nothing but dust and all of scheme,
Where she perform such valiant dream.
Bring out the storm and here she go,
A smirk she grin in highlight show.
Sparks will fly that men would fall,
By charm that gods would dare not call.


Stefan Nixdorf: Soundcloud

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