Do you know my brother
you never seance to amaze me
I fear not your wonder
nor fear your wondrous art
you talented ****

Blow it out of your ***
maybe in a horn concerto
I think of me
as i do think of you
poor ******* you and me

They will hate me till the end
and not like you
**** Mozzy, as I take my sweet life
and by my last work
I lay my ****** silver knife

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolais