It's futile to stop the malevolence
because man invented the doom,
Fate says evilness is destined to prevail
Darkness is trying to eliminated the remaining pure hearts
The solemnity and tranquility of Eden, long gone
False tongues are the ones who are full of courage
And the beholder of truth, a ghost, a surrenderer, the eliminated
For there shall be no rewards waiting to the ones who speak fluent sincerity
Oh, splendor, the devilish presence inside you alone, king of your own
league, you spend on my own expenses, you waste my taxes and my minutes while knowing we could barely buy, a thought for my kind.
Mar 22, 2019
Mar 22, 2019 at 11:25 AM UTC
It's futile to stop the malevolence
because man invented the doom,
Fate says evilness is destined to prevail
Darkness is trying to eliminated the remaining pure hearts
The solemnity and tranquility of Eden, long gone
False tongues are the ones who are full of courage
And the beholder of truth, a ghost, a surrenderer, the eliminated
For there shall be no rewards waiting to the ones who speak fluent sincerity
Oh, splendor, the devilish presence inside you alone, king of your own
league, you spend on my own expenses, you waste my taxes and my minutes while knowing we could barely buy, a thought for my kind.
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