Key myopic moon daisy running chaffing ******* with the face of rules
Nothing's exciting about finding the weakness of "one" maybe in a flask.. rather
This virus is all day, it makes right choose left and the lost a stain of integrity
A huffy cough only happened askew Dr. Phil in sheriff attire presuming a blunder
What once meant to fly as in a plane and to sing through alto tenor was decorated movement
The fault of your energy is the agency that whips you.. and me.. next it's the ***** in your head that helps someone's breathing!
A loser lost little when listening and lasting of analysis of a great king... cajoling counting coveting cavorting..  it’s known of kids and everyone!
Hence, pony boy, coy girl asks of dinner.. what Zeus does voodoo isn't as nice a solution as the absolution.. arriving masks and soaps can bring to you and the community
There's trying chemicals for wives the best for maritime attack, ****! The farmer whose getlemens club extended the choice of free walk, might say, good work and give you a gravely Eugene digressive groundwork bed tuck
It's funded I warn! The challenge is dare to wiggle your way through parks and flowers as the time clerk mentions the meandering, from the sense of essence of your last wash
But for variations, we humor no other than blasphemy of achieved spy networking and castles submerged of the proving order
One rip.. a place turns chains of the attaché file into rains further
An ear then the lobes of our divinities could'nt've written of the discussion from the room from which the Covid 19 did start
A cage trapped with people wanting the Angel of Death and attentions cruising like bacon on a noble physically cooked marker ****
One stops  as a small panda not the mayor switching ringleaders but a guardian marshal with that frankly swankly lost yeah spankly ship sunk clanky evrybody who wins cankly be real addressed last punch
American cheese not with smoke as friends against fears face their inner tears that the hipper the shelf the easier the grunt as we take seriously that law about signals from the inner ****
However guard the world at a time when notorious raves and mechanics so true stood guard  
There's the placement plant for why it took place as truth just as you signals run but there's nothing there clear and far
Hammy gesture robots? Busted simply a thousand cots! What looks better invitations or forms? The real hash wagon might have horns!
Confusion be forward now  the possession was neglect!
Bodies in the morning as pigeons cooing deflect!
Any to hammer out the recovery aspects as well?!
Blame the glamour of autocracy for bad checks and now you can tell!

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