Devoted death of thy beauties

​Devoted death of thy beauties 

Imagine yourself at the dreamland of demand

Where uh are the creator and got all hands 

False night & true morning 

Dark sunrise, bright foolin’

The sun rises in the sky
And clouds floats so slowly

Love is part of a bible (I heard)

And a unexplainable theory
Thy beautiful faces lying naked in ground

Surround by rumour

Oh! No thats a crowd 

In a longway run very much to get bound
An amorous behavoiur of girls

Presentin amok slightly

The running water of river 

Walkin so quitly 
The nature somtime rumble upon my dream

Even these beauties are dead  still my imagination is clean 

I plight to be forever

But my lord isn’t happy 

Though I got plenty of time 

Still my weight to the world is heavy 
The beautiful angels of dene

Are likely to be deadpan

Ofcourse this babel is callouse 

My dreams never understand 
My heart is capacious 

Distracted by bene 

Though the bone to the muscle of the mind 

are trying to disband my chains
Yes im plucky and naught

Still m mourn 

Yeap my times are hard 

So I let my body burn

 

Thy beautiful  nature 

Thy beautiful trees 

Thy painful eyes 

My heart beautiful then thee
Main theme is long

Tormented life 

Unspoken words of story 

My only debut song 

Rising towards the glory