WINE AND GATES
Fraidy Or Freezing, Serve The Anti-Christ!?!
risky tissues
think of each, the breath
the charity of wishes
this is the caret for death
milk, the mention of a soul
these, the savior of a friend, in the where with olive
the which of miscued truth in the dull
we saw you, make a play for the kite to fall
pity, with a chin to please
thought from heat, the raise of urgency
peace to keep, the bean of a season
we imagine, the reality of a gum...
why did a violent man, have a vinegary dew?
the still of a calling bird, to see the watched disuse?
the role of vexation reversed, the arogancy of a hair loop?
pride and finish, the tact of a bottle of booze, to abuse?
laughing at the moon
the larger the spill of minutes with a fiend
the catchier the question of a ruin...
the sense to live in the tart here and now, that was bathing on the long...
the flash of a coin, liberty to serve
the mention of a fresh pop, initiates of adept trouble
the rhythm of anarchy in the seemliness of a tune, which to a devil
worthy care for a sinking feeling, the lover's of evil...
what does this remind you of?!?
the cunning of seclusion in the eaves of being
turn of lights to answer the knock of a youthful, government
this is the house of a religion, to keep a ceiling...
pie on the house, is our selves the waiting sun
error of a banal bedlam, is a wooly appetite time as if a clock
tooth to count for a faerie, did a stranger seek the smoke of dragon?
patience and instinct in its behalf, is this lollipop the strength to mock?
benign could from a sentry in the communion
signatures of worship of a selection of houses, tooth and nail
the route to liberty in the words of a direction to union
the sound of a wisdom in the eaves of guiles hell
think of each, the breath
the charity of wishes
this is the caret for death
milk, the mention of a soul
these, the savior of a friend, in the where with olive
the which of miscued truth in the dull
we saw you, make a play for the kite to fall
pity, with a chin to please
thought from heat, the raise of urgency
peace to keep, the bean of a season
we imagine, the reality of a gum...
why did a violent man, have a vinegary dew?
the still of a calling bird, to see the watched disuse?
the role of vexation reversed, the arogancy of a hair loop?
pride and finish, the tact of a bottle of booze, to abuse?
laughing at the moon
the larger the spill of minutes with a fiend
the catchier the question of a ruin...
the sense to live in the tart here and now, that was bathing on the long...
the flash of a coin, liberty to serve
the mention of a fresh pop, initiates of adept trouble
the rhythm of anarchy in the seemliness of a tune, which to a devil
worthy care for a sinking feeling, the lover's of evil...
what does this remind you of?!?
the cunning of seclusion in the eaves of being
turn of lights to answer the knock of a youthful, government
this is the house of a religion, to keep a ceiling...
pie on the house, is our selves the waiting sun
error of a banal bedlam, is a wooly appetite time as if a clock
tooth to count for a faerie, did a stranger seek the smoke of dragon?
patience and instinct in its behalf, is this lollipop the strength to mock?
benign could from a sentry in the communion
signatures of worship of a selection of houses, tooth and nail
the route to liberty in the words of a direction to union
the sound of a wisdom in the eaves of guiles hell
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Fraidy Or Freezing, Serve The Anti-Christ!?!
Fraidy Or Freezing, Serve The Anti-Christ!?!