WINE AND GATES
Naming The Problem Anon, Youth, And Must
House of beauty
Came by the world of fame, to seek a simple word
Set to right's, or few with might
My aim is a legend of sincerity to take when, as it is heard...
Poor and reclusive, a world will save the hope
For silences reproach, the tooth before the fear
Of common savior's, and the method we cope
Toward infinite strength, we have a herald to say, a reckoning come near
Places unto paces, of cumbersome times to overwhelm the arduous need
Of power's that be, the here and now, we select for shared
Language and fairness, together for a surmountable kiss and heed
Of kindred to have, the psyche of redemption, as one is want, to be cared for
Paces unto peace, turning with lives, as if a stir of memory
Truer to fashion, than saved cause, the welcoming opinion
In ends of salvation for the non, or its seclusion so peppery
We see the craving for sanction, like the judgment of right's, and contigion
Peace unto possibility, praying in somber tones, the finish of burden
Is a waking hour, made for the earn of all, to save the levity
Of capable hands and ordeals future, we seek the same gift forout wording
Of resolution in the more, tradition with a praise, one keeps for a curiosity...
Candor at all cost's?
Severity is a stranger vehemence than thought?
Studied thought's of liberty, to finish the martyrdom of taught?
Welling tears on the behalf of unseen joy, as if a legend begun for not?
See the day become a hero, of sincerity to find the portrayel of deed in motion
Told to service to an ideal, irony is a walking frustration, until all is for native
Coil's and deemed few, the passion of cares to see the love and erstwhile devotion
Thorough, a nature of cessation and the anarchy of some, we have a heart to give
Came by the world of fame, to seek a simple word
Set to right's, or few with might
My aim is a legend of sincerity to take when, as it is heard...
Poor and reclusive, a world will save the hope
For silences reproach, the tooth before the fear
Of common savior's, and the method we cope
Toward infinite strength, we have a herald to say, a reckoning come near
Places unto paces, of cumbersome times to overwhelm the arduous need
Of power's that be, the here and now, we select for shared
Language and fairness, together for a surmountable kiss and heed
Of kindred to have, the psyche of redemption, as one is want, to be cared for
Paces unto peace, turning with lives, as if a stir of memory
Truer to fashion, than saved cause, the welcoming opinion
In ends of salvation for the non, or its seclusion so peppery
We see the craving for sanction, like the judgment of right's, and contigion
Peace unto possibility, praying in somber tones, the finish of burden
Is a waking hour, made for the earn of all, to save the levity
Of capable hands and ordeals future, we seek the same gift forout wording
Of resolution in the more, tradition with a praise, one keeps for a curiosity...
Candor at all cost's?
Severity is a stranger vehemence than thought?
Studied thought's of liberty, to finish the martyrdom of taught?
Welling tears on the behalf of unseen joy, as if a legend begun for not?
See the day become a hero, of sincerity to find the portrayel of deed in motion
Told to service to an ideal, irony is a walking frustration, until all is for native
Coil's and deemed few, the passion of cares to see the love and erstwhile devotion
Thorough, a nature of cessation and the anarchy of some, we have a heart to give
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Naming The Problem Anon, Youth, And Must
Naming The Problem Anon, Youth, And Must
