Corrupted every mind with every lie you gazed in just a glitch of your eyes. Close to the voice without sitting down I feel such trembling sounds of fear. Enormous viscosity it’s a tragedy hidden from each shadows we posses.

Vagabond you’re like the pawn of prawns crowned in the break of dawn. Lifted every soul with every sound of sooth and love. Pierce of Excalibur to thy heart of war will you cover your eyes with blood. Victimizing will it try to find its way through harshness of time.

I covered my eyes with glue. Twisting up in hands on you.

The color of mortality is blue. Reality sighs on you.

Inactivity, it came into my head with sins of laughter it breaks my heart devouring every glee. Embrace the beautiful sounds from the underground beneath the smiles from which you came

I covered my eyes blue-crazed then it came into my head the patterns of elite embrace the beautiful sounds from the underground beneath the smiles from which you came. Closer to the voice without sitting down and feel the trembling sounds. Erase our path then mimic everything inside the cube of disaster. Mr. Vagabond your like the pawn of prawns crown me instead with frostbites of yours. Behold frictions of skin paper or plastic.