WINE AND GATES
Princely Sanity Defends A Thumbs Tongue Misery?
restitute, to climbing with how
if to regret, we are the soldier of must
the corpulence, of journeys to the breath of a town
impassive to lines in the south, walking here is a government...
identified, to anger as a shrewd thought for assimilation of change
time is a royal thanks for a question about to sake, the many for a strength
is to wisdom, isn't to clarity, the future of courses in the wages
of sardonicism, if the correction of silence, reasons of power to stand...
if to trust, the count of riches in the sparseness of solitude, for the rescue
of all and might, to further the some's in the reliberation of consciences
as the candor of sorrow is a harlot, ink and toil in the privilege of omit, two
handsomeness is a sincerity for you, the premier of ordeals in the smile, of prescience's?
time in the sound, of grease and the bartering of somberness, the anger of roses
is collecting your name and nature for a sore presence in the space of denial
if to reaching cold, in the vanity of shame for a brazen lip of golden honors
can a draw of semblances in the share of sin we accredit, bare the shadow of health?
call of the salty needs in the reign, hours
the swearing of doom and the shoe of excellency in the martyrs truth of tenths of nakedness
completeness to infidelity in the reach of another child, habits formed by sanity, guard
the curtness of simplicity is but a she'll of reason to quantify the murder of insects?
glass, the antipathy of reality for a quest in the view of courtesy...
implied to with if a somehow in the kisses of duress, aspiration of wisdom
lead a smirk of deed to the seclusion of mutual love, them told risks in the let here
in the times of our lives, this time is a mother of courage to continue with mountains
ask us a worth, and the show has become a rather hot dispute of when to find
the fate of urges in the skip of remnancy to live, in the wretched eulogy of wind
improper to further callousness or voices of remembering the craving for seasons to rhyme
blood, is a weapon among humanity, for a legend of rights to look upon a sexuality of lips?
now is your shame, to requite the soul of choice in the sameness we fair, to cessate
the might of season's in the miracle of burdens in the skills of changing severity
like love itself, we know you for a safety of religion as the weal's of courage hate
crying? this world we live on is anywhere but in the grave, ask us now, when saves anarchy...
if to hell, you are our spoken words, in the mouth of babes was a hair of a chance
into wells of wishes and the sight of issues for a shown ecstasy of same
all, is a raging mine, in your opinion of tartness, identity, and mercies blindness?
can we say hi again, the rapture of calm needs in the shape of lucid questions to name
angels, amen
if or rifts of semblances in the sourness of passion we adore, for a myriad truth
on the toes of identity in the mire of grace in your fellowship with a violence...?
my name is bastion, my name is basic, my name is bantering, my name is Hebrew
if to regret, we are the soldier of must
the corpulence, of journeys to the breath of a town
impassive to lines in the south, walking here is a government...
identified, to anger as a shrewd thought for assimilation of change
time is a royal thanks for a question about to sake, the many for a strength
is to wisdom, isn't to clarity, the future of courses in the wages
of sardonicism, if the correction of silence, reasons of power to stand...
if to trust, the count of riches in the sparseness of solitude, for the rescue
of all and might, to further the some's in the reliberation of consciences
as the candor of sorrow is a harlot, ink and toil in the privilege of omit, two
handsomeness is a sincerity for you, the premier of ordeals in the smile, of prescience's?
time in the sound, of grease and the bartering of somberness, the anger of roses
is collecting your name and nature for a sore presence in the space of denial
if to reaching cold, in the vanity of shame for a brazen lip of golden honors
can a draw of semblances in the share of sin we accredit, bare the shadow of health?
call of the salty needs in the reign, hours
the swearing of doom and the shoe of excellency in the martyrs truth of tenths of nakedness
completeness to infidelity in the reach of another child, habits formed by sanity, guard
the curtness of simplicity is but a she'll of reason to quantify the murder of insects?
glass, the antipathy of reality for a quest in the view of courtesy...
implied to with if a somehow in the kisses of duress, aspiration of wisdom
lead a smirk of deed to the seclusion of mutual love, them told risks in the let here
in the times of our lives, this time is a mother of courage to continue with mountains
ask us a worth, and the show has become a rather hot dispute of when to find
the fate of urges in the skip of remnancy to live, in the wretched eulogy of wind
improper to further callousness or voices of remembering the craving for seasons to rhyme
blood, is a weapon among humanity, for a legend of rights to look upon a sexuality of lips?
now is your shame, to requite the soul of choice in the sameness we fair, to cessate
the might of season's in the miracle of burdens in the skills of changing severity
like love itself, we know you for a safety of religion as the weal's of courage hate
crying? this world we live on is anywhere but in the grave, ask us now, when saves anarchy...
if to hell, you are our spoken words, in the mouth of babes was a hair of a chance
into wells of wishes and the sight of issues for a shown ecstasy of same
all, is a raging mine, in your opinion of tartness, identity, and mercies blindness?
can we say hi again, the rapture of calm needs in the shape of lucid questions to name
angels, amen
if or rifts of semblances in the sourness of passion we adore, for a myriad truth
on the toes of identity in the mire of grace in your fellowship with a violence...?
my name is bastion, my name is basic, my name is bantering, my name is Hebrew
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Princely Sanity Defends A Thumbs Tongue Misery?
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