New force of oblivious bends

A new tailer -painter comes trough town.

With the burned afrodisiac from space.

He knows that the dungeance are lillith brown.

Witch the danger can confirm,

The wicket tongue’s from grace .

I placed a bet on this blemished curse.

Restrain from deep order ,calculated the regid past.

The fues a scandal revives in a silver purse.

My mission to undemine the ponds guest.

I have akward desires playing surface in tangled waves of gold

Deep sense , don’t rush but unfold

What manner is this ,concealed in it’s passion

......

Abroud

Deversed make over sensetivety featured ,

Crows of weezer new age splender of crown

At most to loud ...to brake that shadow frown.

I Spoke the manice of faith.

My pretty heart ,scolled the thought of boheminion prestige .

Fell asleep by the frozen gate .

The saint last resting place .

For i Will know it’s ill name.