Onwards Ho! The basilisk they cried!
Beneath the burning sun
such juggernaut bore down
the weight of the world
Soothesayer made it. I can't believe it. that Zombie freaking song.
We have our quota. Mixes and fixes. Clocks running.
Onwards Ho! The basilisk they cried!
Beneath the burning sun
such juggernaut bore down
the weight of the world
Soothesayer made it. I can't believe it. that Zombie freaking song.
We have our quota. Mixes and fixes. Clocks running.