The simple of all in life is all, yet formed, unreal
The only safe clause, and effect, is the metamorphosis, reform
To free, I'm divided, no Saturn or galaxy... science and physics map
Now forever each thought torn, inventor of terrorists, all life is corrupt
Unto these never seeing, never costing
Unto the environ in betrayal, the rainbows of science lie
And a ruff land causing our dire revolted theories, and land
No, an announced ferocity, sinners of dark gangs begin...
One, our dream, left to live another
No life set to desist by the fire
One place ever you'll avail, within
In life we **** and trust to endure and prevail.. this is the
ending of innocence...
I was never nested by heroes, turned by prayers for the first
beast of life that lasted for years
Still.. lest all brand of sins in time form in chaos
Never-ending fortresses laugh with those treasures of gold
Asking of body- fears for the sovereign chill of no attack
The sad free posting interdimensional waves with countless legends told

Fight for the reasons and living on freedom
Cold dreams allure of treachery ever causing certainty and awe

In yesterday there's love and deities, assailable no place, but spells
Sanity rare, a crashing jail which beckons the leathur and lights that ****

If you wish.. and with thanks for the demesne, visions halt
and measures change
Though, no preacher or audit could ever occlude more than
the less that's only pretend

So today though we're leaving no soundings lost inside a revival
symphony at no cost
A world realizes the rate & return on shores of demise decry
I'm alive.. I am the lost
Then as a demon snatching the tunes that we dance with tomorrow
In a light of travesty an evil expresses satisfactions of the hollow
No way to deny, I've taken medicine my only resolve
No place to defy, I'm in a world made of lies as we strike
the surface un defied
So the real rolling extolling tar on the fairies
now of lost virtue
Creates a cry of the seasons and the remastering of the
net of our dark castle
Go now with a reason as exhorted for the ever crawling dark
Now that the newer have no fears, the spurious magics shall be cast and found
No fear, never a day, -I've taken a synched phony absolve

Nature's lore for Satan is no more.. -there's no place for God or one another

We're in a world made of lies as we attack the surface to remain alive