We are colored under the spirit
Not everyone is safe under the rain
We shine from the light like a heavy game
So bright that the evenings are hard and
dried up.
We create great electronic thoughts in the eyes of God
We are colored under the spirit
I caught a black dog in the smoke.
Jealousy is dead-
Hope for the afterlife
A hell's optimist.
I can not understand
An empty promise.
-Jesse Haydn
Jan 4, 2021
Jan 4, 2021 at 1:02 PM UTC
We are colored under the spirit
Not everyone is safe under the rain
We shine from the light like a heavy game
So bright that the evenings are hard and
dried up.
We create great electronic thoughts in the eyes of God
We are colored under the spirit
I caught a black dog in the smoke.
Jealousy is dead-
Hope for the afterlife
A hell's optimist.
I can not understand
An empty promise.
-Jesse Haydn
