New times have emerged to the sea from the vail of the God to
weigh less than 250, thus I've beaten the curve
Drowning and weighing down on me the universe a simplex not succinct not disowning
However while I rot upon the statuary complaints of civilization
laws reform people are torn and small edible killing jellyfish make to the shore
Undecided we the denizens awaiting, a peace and safety yet grueling and feisty
the nuances meanders led to the God born... river
Set me down forgive me of my transgressions.
I have often prayed
Yet waiting, stalwart, indemnity, masses of citizens waiting in the fray

They stamp gold on the classes which are stamped of gold and silver
And when the future lays procured the amplified night for dreams that
simple answers are not the truths served and deliverances for thee who observed...
Sins inundate churning faces believing revolution but the faces of simple skatch
and perceive the deceiving...
universes still await the derision of strength and humanity in tow