7’22

ste galisa im amenasirac yergy

my brain cells at 3am

listening to this song, i want to hug my country and cry. how pure you are, i wish the people who live inside you were as pure as you. they should have fought for you instead of a seat, loved you instead of money and power, had real faith instead of the faith of hypocritical churchmen, now i understand that we are guilty before you.