WINE AND GATES
Liberty Foretold Aspire, Like No Man's Denial
Back to the wall
Where the silence was a hard shine of deeds
Come by the hour, to delve with the friendship of all
The court, the stir, and the knowledge of reasons
Leave your mark in society, the toll of eventual bell's
Them and seem, the rogue notion to live up to waiting sin
Is a failing of unity in a family of courage, sent to worthier will's
Been the promise of condition few, the silence is ours to win
Smile, and we are a covenant
Sneeze, and ancient liberty saves the deem
Accuse, and beget the lip's of charity to a rant
Kiss, and forge the season of redress, we stir as people's whim
Secluded irony...
For a stilled thought in the memory of unction's ethos
Wavering in the heat of charisma, like a face that sent me to ides and impunity
Will we seek a new how, if not use of resolution for these to loose?
The hair of infancy
The reality of superior lip's and the tongue of equality
In the image we may, tone and inclination sewn, to know but the courage of sincerity standing
For something sweet, called chastity...
Wonder why a wall is everyman's worry?
This is the day of sigh's and might to question, the very soul of sin
Can we witness the truer behalf, of an idea in its universal hurry?
Or is the time on the wall our only favor, when cares come to the beckoning wind...
Where the silence was a hard shine of deeds
Come by the hour, to delve with the friendship of all
The court, the stir, and the knowledge of reasons
Leave your mark in society, the toll of eventual bell's
Them and seem, the rogue notion to live up to waiting sin
Is a failing of unity in a family of courage, sent to worthier will's
Been the promise of condition few, the silence is ours to win
Smile, and we are a covenant
Sneeze, and ancient liberty saves the deem
Accuse, and beget the lip's of charity to a rant
Kiss, and forge the season of redress, we stir as people's whim
Secluded irony...
For a stilled thought in the memory of unction's ethos
Wavering in the heat of charisma, like a face that sent me to ides and impunity
Will we seek a new how, if not use of resolution for these to loose?
The hair of infancy
The reality of superior lip's and the tongue of equality
In the image we may, tone and inclination sewn, to know but the courage of sincerity standing
For something sweet, called chastity...
Wonder why a wall is everyman's worry?
This is the day of sigh's and might to question, the very soul of sin
Can we witness the truer behalf, of an idea in its universal hurry?
Or is the time on the wall our only favor, when cares come to the beckoning wind...
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Liberty Foretold Aspire, Like No Man`s Denial
Liberty Foretold Aspire, Like No Man`s Denial
