Demons run when a good man goes to war Night will fall and drown in sun When a good man goes to war Friendship dies and true love lies Night will fall and the dark will rise When a good man goes to war The battle is won but the child is lost
Demons run when a good man goes to war Night will fall and drown in sun When a good man goes to war Friendship dies and true love lies Night will fall and the dark will rise When a good man goes to war The battle is won but the child is lost
I went to confront noisy neighbours, only to find the windows dark, stuck with two notes. The ghost, too, had "gone fishing". Something still whistled. — Liminality
