Their howling voices leave my ears
And restore to midnight’s hour
Tranquil silence and sweet repose . Lining my inner chamber,
Old volumes of arcane lore
Full of mystery and wonder;
Such stuff as I adore. . Franks face goes still besides his handle bar mustache that starts to twitch. The feeling is coming from down there my private part
Their howling voices leave my ears
And restore to midnight’s hour
Tranquil silence and sweet repose . Lining my inner chamber,
Old volumes of arcane lore
Full of mystery and wonder;
Such stuff as I adore. . Franks face goes still besides his handle bar mustache that starts to twitch. The feeling is coming from down there my private part
Their howling voices leave my ears
And restore to midnight’s hour
Tranquil silence and sweet repose . Lining my inner chamber,
Old volumes of arcane lore
Full of mystery and wonder;
Such stuff as I adore. . Franks face goes still besides his handle bar mustache that starts to twitch. The feeling is coming from down there my private part
