
Hudba vytvořena v programu Chrome Music Lab, ve Studiu Midian při hudbě napsáno čteno nahráno.
The smell of saliva. Lubomír Tomik hell and rome and heavenly jerusalem no one built per one day she bit into my face lips mouth throat running down the scar tracheotomy a trickle as long as the word aloud you say tra che o to my the smell of her saliva a blooming meadow cut by a chasm on the horizon, hidden horizon?