I’m fate,
number 8 on Earth…
I’m afraid, my day of birth
is bait to put you to slumber,
hate the curse…

Imagine, the hole
is infinity...
did I mention,
the Holy Trinity?
tension is only
in Sin City

They lied,
it can never be over,
it’s in the eye of
the beholder

Win or lose,
they don’t believe
in forever

Blowin’ in the wind
or loose screws,
so they’re deceiving
for pleasure

Jump into the pool
The water is not too cold
Just don’t be the fool
Be immortal or
you’ll fold!