VARUS
say a prayer, but let the good times roll
in case god doesn't show
in case god doesn't show
Oh it’s very curious of an item. And it doubles with the bonus of being nighttime which means that Varus doesn’t need to hide away from the scorching Longheat sun. So he arrives, arms folded, hanging near the back with calculating eyes on the chest, standing somewhere near Melita and Bartholomew. And he watches and waits to see if anything anyone does gets it open.
Varus stays back in the crowd and simply watches.
Varus stays back in the crowd and simply watches.
and i want these words to make things right,
but it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
but it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
