WINE AND GATES
Finding A Clue To Offer Heroism Earn's Right's
Judge myself...?
Anti the repose of acquisition
And the mimicry of solace
For a same side of honor's instigation
Fearing the reach of dismay?
No, I didn't hold a candle to the day
None of virtue and the heir of sate's
Yes, the daring of a friend is in league with may
Compare me to universal like and psyche, not?
Have a heart, we don't consider an emancipation
But the truth in motion, for dislike to expound the lot
Of curiosity for charisma's sake, the glance of imagination?
Behaved wishes in the fruition of still to be named, cares
Is a requited bird, our faith in vice and vision to excel
The life of another guess in the maelstrom of silence for mayhem
Of a chance in the gird of almost, and a pacified host to wish at the well...
Of justice, and the hardship of common myth's to exact, the propriety we love
In accuracy to keep a fact of sophistication, so rectified
By the harrowed eye's of sense, that come for the origin's of what mustn't
Be, a habit of decency in the name of acceptance of such, we prepared as a fright
Shrewdly, the fight was taken
Dourly, the foremost at fury was me
Avidly, the beginning of the end, was faking
Quietly, the boat I was on, was named Anarchy
What are we?
Ancientness to obscure the prodigy of imitation to the known
Well is a relationship in the baring scheme of thing's
Why then do I mystify the notion of calamity in wisdom owed?
Ask yourself if the gaiety is a promise or a premise of anxiety?
Taken for a been to wind's of change, and the angel of here and now
Are we to make good, the wishes of another, in the scope of vanity's
Kiss misery first, as an act of mercy to a leviathan named coward...
Anti the repose of acquisition
And the mimicry of solace
For a same side of honor's instigation
Fearing the reach of dismay?
No, I didn't hold a candle to the day
None of virtue and the heir of sate's
Yes, the daring of a friend is in league with may
Compare me to universal like and psyche, not?
Have a heart, we don't consider an emancipation
But the truth in motion, for dislike to expound the lot
Of curiosity for charisma's sake, the glance of imagination?
Behaved wishes in the fruition of still to be named, cares
Is a requited bird, our faith in vice and vision to excel
The life of another guess in the maelstrom of silence for mayhem
Of a chance in the gird of almost, and a pacified host to wish at the well...
Of justice, and the hardship of common myth's to exact, the propriety we love
In accuracy to keep a fact of sophistication, so rectified
By the harrowed eye's of sense, that come for the origin's of what mustn't
Be, a habit of decency in the name of acceptance of such, we prepared as a fright
Shrewdly, the fight was taken
Dourly, the foremost at fury was me
Avidly, the beginning of the end, was faking
Quietly, the boat I was on, was named Anarchy
What are we?
Ancientness to obscure the prodigy of imitation to the known
Well is a relationship in the baring scheme of thing's
Why then do I mystify the notion of calamity in wisdom owed?
Ask yourself if the gaiety is a promise or a premise of anxiety?
Taken for a been to wind's of change, and the angel of here and now
Are we to make good, the wishes of another, in the scope of vanity's
Kiss misery first, as an act of mercy to a leviathan named coward...
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Finding A Clue To Offer Heroism Earn`s Right`s
Finding A Clue To Offer Heroism Earn`s Right`s
