Neither you, neither me,
Nor this building blocks of three,
Four ever it may be,
Will build five as it bleed,
Needing six senses over me,
To build a solid seven equals infinity.
Neither you, neither me,
Nor this building blocks of three,
Four ever it may be,
Will build five as it bleed,
Needing six senses over me,
To build a solid seven equals infinity.
