 |
 |
| A Warped sea of mastery. A crisp image...life without me, this place and where I am. Flying high where angels stand, and beauty that is where I went. A violent reminder of the time I have spent. Eternal hypothesis.. my bite and beautys kiss.. and I lick up any feelings, that remind me of this. And for a moment things complex, they break off in tangents from cosmic to sex. And at the point when i'm returning, I tried to to reach and almost missed, I have exchanged all thats living..... for the gods sonic kiss. |
 |