they left behind our cities crumbling, but I don't mind. The ether tastes like nausea. A permanent distraction from the waking world outside. Rain down. "Gloria? Gloria
saunet, a sawtooth serenade and through the smoke i heare them singing i hear them singing, singing gloria rain down, gloria rain down, gloria rain down, gloria rain down, gloria
left behind our cities crumbling, but I don't mind. The ether tastes like nausea. A permanent distraction from the waking world outside. Rain down. "Gloria? Gloria
