#foxbeard

I don’t draw enough TLOU

And it goes, goes, goes Until we know, know, know Know not what we say

Glory to his name

I knew a man who found a forest overseas He grew his beard like the grounds bear trees Callous his hands, his heart bled dry He kept his fire in the clutch of his eyes He painted with a dark stroke, dirty on the canvas Creation was holy but we chose against it and The devil knows he's evil no need to proclaim It's the choices we make the bring glory, Glory to his name

I knew a lady lost the forest for the trees She grew a lust to bury all underneath She cut to their heart, she bled them dry She kept her fire burning up to the sky She's building up her kingdom of sticks and stones I hear the words in between they tend to never hold Was she living ever after or making belief She kept away from the heart the things unseen

you guys gotta listen to this.