MARTIN STAHL


I humbly ask and beg that thou listen to my cry and at least give him a mute thou great and terrible mighty Martin stahl

For when thou comest close, I quake in my boots, my knees shake and my chin dribbleth for fear of you
I humbly ask and beg that thou listen to my cry and at least give him a mute thou great and terrible mighty Martin stahl
For when thou comest close, I quake in my boots, my knees shake and my chin dribbleth for fear of you