Mother bear the offspring of the light, sending their light back to the sky. Your pattern of nature, thusly and rushes of dream. Thunder coming down upon us, the fire in the North pole will consuming within you box endlessness. I need things to be enveloped with affection, by the words that came out my mouth. Each man here today that has taken his final gasp, each man here this evening that has remaining in the downpour, do you hear the word? Is your brain right? Presently I have seen and the soul of the master is within me. Take of the spooky detainees until the end, underneath the mists where the sun used to sparkle. What's more, somewhere down in the night, I feel you blurring endlessly. Somewhere down in the night, I feel you like a dark moth in the sun. Hear the ticking in our timekeepers, gazing into the earthy colored eyes of grieving dreams. What, if life is as simple as turning a key. Wealth, inspiration are the fuel for all decimation. Go on and live in transgression, without the adoration for other individual hold you. It's about retribution, and life's misfortune, So give up the way to me and proceed onward with your life. My life turns around in dreams, it feels so great. What, if the world was finishing soon, imagine a scenario in which time was stopping, would you be still around here. Take a gander at the blazes in my psyche, perceive how the fire consumes, how it harms when i'm first light. To giggle and afterward breakdown once more, land be protected, for thou workmanship my mom earth. My devotion, never will deficiencies be pardoned. Some of the time I wish I could vanish and past this world. Like a noteworthy issue, the delicate ones have been supplanted by the individuals who share the cash. Tragic words verbally expressed, at the ideal second, I suffocate in distress, the tears are pouring down. The wine is harmed and turning blue, they guaranteed all over the place, we told the ones we love, no joy of the psyche. The dark openings in your eyes, disclose to me the untruths that frequent your secrets. The air is yelling, and the set is a cloud. Like breezes of changes, room is raised to nothing, bowed his back against the world. Illegal of nature, in waters so still, a similar downpour that actually falls on my patio, no rights I am the equivalent. The Moon, she hangs like a merciless representation, as this misfortune begins with a broke glass heart. For a reason characterized, from the dividers that appear to dissolve away. Sometime in the not so distant future, somebody will dismiss your pity camouflage
in a spot where your actual face is deserted. I am the lord of distress, checking during the time before the raise the cutting edge. How might we long for eternity? The villain voice from his two face truth, night before old is cooked in damnation. This is the last battle, come into the last unceasing night, come into the lost realm of my spirit. Ice, tumult powers, the quietness executing inside all my cells. Without you my evil presences would not emerge, similar to an Arabian bad dream, that kissed in cool mirrors, a sovereign of stones. My spirit is sobbing for later, the light of affection is biting the dust in spite of my eyes. You said the world is descending, similar to the grain of sand, spare a fog on the ascent. The finish of the earth, a fresh start. Every one of my sentiments are cold, I should discover retaliation inside my heart. We are animals of the earth. A long ways outstanding, she had a smooth white skin. Presently in the sundown evenings, we do spend our lives in chase. For a year, for a day
one more year, at some point. Terrified of things past the ones that stayed, in obscurity we accumulate toward the finish of our reality. Furthermore, toward the end, she resembles her phantom in the fog.
