Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go to a lake of fire and fry Won't see 'em again till the 4th of
so much hurt and preservation like a tendril round my soul so much painful information no clear way on how to hold it when everything in me is tightening
Translation: Morisod, Alain. The Betrothed of Lake Como.
Translation: Sara Groves. Like A Lake.
Translation: Rilke Projekt. My Life Is Like Quiet Lake (featuring Jurgen Prochnow).
Translation: Sweet People. The Betrothed of Lake Como.
