Unsure of what the balance held. I touched my belly overwhelmed. By what I had been chosen to perform. But then an angel came one day. Told me to kneel down and pray.
If they build it. We'll tear it down. When they try again. We'll tear it down. If they push us out. We'll come back in. Tear down that wall. Be together again.
I saw the moon. Split into two. I saw the moon. Split into two. And I knew. I was all alone. . From the dead man's mind. No thought survived. Just a pale blue dream.
She took a walk. Past rebels and boys who talk. Raised up her hand and fought. To bridge a divide. And the screen ghosts moaned. Flickered in every home.
Yaara tere sadke ishq sikha main toh. Aayi jug taj ke ishq sikha. Main toh yaara tere sadke ishq sikha main toh. Aayi jug taj ke ishq sikha. Jab yaar kare parwah meri.
Poke my head out of the bubble.. Try to see if I can swim. I can't, I'm drowning in the rubble.. It looked so easy as a kid.. Channel 1-4, there's nothing on..
I doesn't feel right. like they always said that it would. It has not lived up to. up to what it could.. And I am upset. at all the things that I have to own.
I think I've become like one of the others. I think I've become like one of the others. I think I've become like one of the others. There was a frail syrup dripping off.
I've seen the only living traces. Flicker in the sulfur. The ones who do believe me. Place your favor. Before you lay your question down. There's a matter of the payment to you.
By the landfill I rest. I burn their clothing before I dig into the ground. I am Janus-faced denial with vines. you'll wish you hadn't run. . Clarity is calling me.
I've been waiting for so long. For someone to. Mend all the blame. I've been searching for so long. For something to. Anonymous. Avenge my name. Anonymous.
I must have crawled through your bedroom door. In a fit of jealous breath. Perched upon the baptist foot. Of your unsuspecting bed. From the blossom rags in my jackal croon.
When you leave the nights on. Contagions bind your doublespeak. . Malice tends to choke my father's grip. But his hands are always clean. . Walk towards the light.
Tell me it's over. Rusbel awaits. I've been to the surface. And nothing is there. Eyelids sank muffled. In the nerve aura sound. But when she awakes. Will she still be with us.
Among the tattered dwelling of the new found home, in the furthest cramped corner sat the shell of a goat head strangled in copper wire, scraped of it's insides, unwashed behind the ears, fueling the crooked names spoken by leeches..
Just don't know the layman's terms. To call the mess you bleed. Crawls beneath the surface. Sought blood through a family tree. . The date's been changed.
Just as he hit. The ground. They lowered a tow that. Stuck in his neck to the gills. Fragments of sobiquets. Riddle me this. Flinch stitcheing. Aureole.
Tell me it's over. rusbel awaits. i've been to the surface. and nothing is there. eyelids sank muffled. in the nerve aura sound. but when she awakes. will she still be with us.
You must have been phlegmatic in stature. The gates of thanos are a spread eagle wide. You let the shutters make sackcloth and ashes. Out of a blind mans picaresque heart.