No name provided Sit and have a conclusion, vice In the wishes of other's, the truth of a tongue To remember the resolve of we're, twice
Simply a nice day to behold... Taken form's of the suggestion of desire Delighting in the scope of a world That charmed the need, into a liberty, sake and ire
Ironic meeting you here... Tastes of harmony and the gift of imagination Wealth to secure the fascination we hear In the poise of person's decided, to savor and's inclination
Bell's and subtle well's, of a redemptive glance Ask us the credence of forth, the sanity to ascertain Is everything all right, when savior's come to amends? And a clock has said the obvious, we are one until invited, maying
Your spare patience and the succor we envoy To a repose of vision, vice and its vicinity Look, and see the collapse of a name into sulking, so coy Were we the people of avid cares, or is our moment, a lucre's being...?
Time is a telling cold to be different, time is a swelling heat to be deference. What are we … hell's divination