ZEPHYR
No promise sweeter than a blood pact
Nothing harder to go through with
than a vanishing act
Nothing harder to go through with
than a vanishing act
Oh, right. The chopped up fellow. That's a thing, you guess, that you probably ought to care about more, or at least get some information on. The last thing any of you need is a crazy murderer cutting people up. Already enough shit to keep an eye on, law enforcement included.
"Haven't figured out who the feet belong to, then?" You look down at your own feet as you ask, splashing your toes in the salty water. You're very happy with them staying just where they are, thanks all the same. "Woulda thought our illustrious armbiter'd be all over that by now. Fillin' his fancy jail with suspects an' the like."
"Haven't figured out who the feet belong to, then?" You look down at your own feet as you ask, splashing your toes in the salty water. You're very happy with them staying just where they are, thanks all the same. "Woulda thought our illustrious armbiter'd be all over that by now. Fillin' his fancy jail with suspects an' the like."
Though you repent and don sackcloth
and try to make nice
You can’t cross the same river twice
and try to make nice
You can’t cross the same river twice
