Brush aside, the cobwebs of time.
And wander between the pages.
The tales of reality,
Told in fable and rhymes,
Through struggles, and weary ages.
Truth, and perspective will likely vary,
When you enter the walls,
Of VLASINDA’s DESOLATE LIBRARY...
Brush aside, the cobwebs of time.
And wander between the pages.
The tales of reality,
Told in fable and rhymes,
Through struggles, and weary ages.
Truth, and perspective will likely vary,
When you enter the walls,
Of VLASINDA’s DESOLATE LIBRARY...