Tuli eeppisten sanoitusten jälkeen nyt taasen vähän abstraktimpi tekele. Koettelin tässä hiukkasen laajempia riimejä. Ja arvostaisin kommenttia.
Is it pride, or is it shame when something you create
rides the fame of it’s father’s fate?
So questions that will in time be answered
so oblivion works, chill time is answered
Rich do remember good the hermits in coke-cans
which too permit fake man
To be what leading turn may ever take
to flee what losing fern partake
Memoires in past we take it to last
madness may turn man unto man
And though sands of happening take on the fading
my light may die
though alive in kind
behind me in my catsleep
The queen knows his soldier’s fortunes
as the sleep owes his master’s tunes
That play the chord when sheets are laid
to scale the ford one fleet is paid
As asked: why do we have to battle paradise from under
as replied: wise in eden, but wiser lies higher
But eden believes: what goes up must come down
reveals all beliefs: who god, who reason
Clouded nations
old faithful
known no fusions
A modern man
takes the reasons
In thunder or trade
the man was made |
Definhel
