The key to another paradise was lost, the prisoners of reason were able to escape. The angels that no one wanted became demons, they gave each other kisses that no one sold. The Sun finally rose to the moon but they are never seen. , the grandmother from the story moved downtown with the big bad wolf. You can see through the alcohol some pretty ones that are prettier in the neck, it is said that getting too attached to your neck consumes your voice.
Innocence became emotional, how much that one hit home. sensation,
we are left in the presence of the absence of pain
Judas's friends come together to mediate tenements,
he chooses much more to appear than to have a decision.
It is he overflowed with bitter certainties the great sea of u200bu200bdoubts,
he put on more of a mask
the rock culture than a priest.
It is seen that the most sincere staircase is the one that goes Downwards, things become less false as they are.
Much more was lost in my land than peace and work, more were distributed pamphlets from the heaven of contradiction.
Innocence became a thrill, how hard that sensation hit,
we were left in the presence of the absence of pain,
I know I don't know but always, I always think the same,
I write without listening, if what I do I live is right or wrong.
Innocence became emotional, how much that sensation hit,
we were left in the presence of absence of pain...