The lady sets her eye on a kaleidoscope
To travel from her unsettled past
She hears the world with lots of hope
Got her eyes painted with lust
Lips demonstrated the passion of love
Ear rings charmed like a windchime
***** tortured mentally deviated
Craved her revenge on a porcelain wall
Sets her rage through a molten peace
Hangs around a grape vine
To rescue her emotions
Voice ego spirit was high
Like the mountains in the dark sky
Moon was her name
The chaos got ashamed
Waited in the midnight
To trail
Chased the meddler
Beneath the Holy bell
Cried out 'Oh Lord'
Serve me justice
On my divine soul
Gourab
Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 1:04 AM UTC
The lady sets her eye on a kaleidoscope
To travel from her unsettled past
She hears the world with lots of hope
Got her eyes painted with lust
Lips demonstrated the passion of love
Ear rings charmed like a windchime
***** tortured mentally deviated
Craved her revenge on a porcelain wall
Sets her rage through a molten peace
Hangs around a grape vine
To rescue her emotions
Voice ego spirit was high
Like the mountains in the dark sky
Moon was her name
The chaos got ashamed
Waited in the midnight
To trail
Chased the meddler
Beneath the Holy bell
Cried out 'Oh Lord'
Serve me justice
On my divine soul
Gourab
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