Death sings in an acapella group. I’ve only avoided him because my voice makes angels cry, being made of shattered glass, a northerly wind, and incompetence. No one will let me sing with them.
Death sings in an acapella group. I’ve only avoided him because my voice makes angels cry, being made of shattered glass, a northerly wind, and incompetence. No one will let me sing with them.
Miniature Moon 