WINE AND GATES
Bliss Made Me Create Myself
teurce at a marvel
of lights breed and the turn of sight
the naieve chance of life in the well
come to natures unseen that collect succors right
sweet to time, as a touch would
we have, the needs of notions excellent enough to live again
the piety to prove, the scope of should
that hints at the seclusion of liberty within a reign
which of course, has a name for everything
the class of chance, that knows the heed of complexity
for the calm and the true, a wish in the beginning...
of semblances dour but done to the like of a God of expectancy
should we face another way or faulter in the path
the rigor of vantage and its mayhem of ply and even due
is a reason upon the heart that knows the courage of hath
perhaps a wish of exaction is more than we made it to be, and who
right about now, the common thread of survival has a lip with destiny
the soul to prove, the neglect of comprehension that is
the will's of kind and mete, have you in their sights for epitomy
just a taste of could , says the light, we are all of a kiss ...
of lights breed and the turn of sight
the naieve chance of life in the well
come to natures unseen that collect succors right
sweet to time, as a touch would
we have, the needs of notions excellent enough to live again
the piety to prove, the scope of should
that hints at the seclusion of liberty within a reign
which of course, has a name for everything
the class of chance, that knows the heed of complexity
for the calm and the true, a wish in the beginning...
of semblances dour but done to the like of a God of expectancy
should we face another way or faulter in the path
the rigor of vantage and its mayhem of ply and even due
is a reason upon the heart that knows the courage of hath
perhaps a wish of exaction is more than we made it to be, and who
right about now, the common thread of survival has a lip with destiny
the soul to prove, the neglect of comprehension that is
the will's of kind and mete, have you in their sights for epitomy
just a taste of could , says the light, we are all of a kiss ...
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Bliss Made Me Create Myself
Bliss Made Me Create Myself