I am the footprint in the sand. I am the wind that sweeps the land. I am the eyeglass of a blinded man. In the heat of desire, I'm a starfire falling down from the sky.
“If your circle stays unbroken, then you're a lucky man 'cause it never, never never has for me, In the palace of the virgin lies the chalice of the soul and it's likely you might find the answer there.”
