I am the floating pieces within the black hole of the verses The dark phantom take a side emitted in remaining shadow Who could stop me from my battle towards to the numbness? One night the moon hid itself into an echo Those, the conceited tribal of the mystic valley compete me in a crime The dark phantom take a side emitted in remaining shadow They hinted a race to steal the pendulum ore of a time Missing clue about who the hell they were facing Those, the conceited tribal of the mystic valley compete me in a crime I summoned my mainstay tools called the time machine In all of the sublimity of my narcissism, I flew Missing clue about who the hell they were facing Pursuit the tail which left me to the situation which I knew Sneaking through the darkness, I sprint to the vessel of a good shot In all of the sublimity of my narcissism, I flew In every ease of victory named as the beauty of the black spot Sneaking through the darkness, I sprint to the vessel of a good shot I am the floating pieces within the black hole of the verses Who could stop me from my battle towards to the numbness? Awake on gasp Drool mapped on pillow Did my husband aware? (*scratching head with confusion)
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