lest admire the patte forming
murderous filigree
im caught in the twisting of the vine
go ascend whit ivy elmibing
ignore and leave for me the heaastonecrumbling behing
i cant help my laughter as she cries
my soul bring tears to angelic eyes
lest amend the classic story,close it so beautifully
ill let animosity unwind
sleal away feel the violence of the lines
icant stand my laugther as they ery
my soul brigs trafs to angelic eyes and miles away my monther cries
omnipotece, nurturring