J h u l t g r e n

We are shaddows in the valley.
We are the flesh-less ones.
We die when we're young. 
We are underground.
We look so good.
We don't care what you say abaut us.
We climb up on youre leg, over to the chest, in to you mouth and up in you brain.
We are the ones that no one waits for.
We are the beautiful ones.
The beautiful ones.

/insperations källa. broder Daniel. / //H