Sacred Mountain Lyrics & Chords By Azathoth

Your hair had the colour of flaked almonds. You, underweight: seven stone something. It came out in strands that got caught in the back of my throat. I found bits of it in my...read more

I know a writer with a magic hand He gives away his power every time he can He could free the world if he could free himself But he's much too busy quoting everyone else Still...read more