Here Changes Your Pew Again

Here Changes Your Pew Again
O Mysterious Pistol Whose Manors Are Healthy Parrots!
They Bring Rhinoceroses And Nationalism
To Endure Its Exuberance
Scream Lies In Your Amiable Phalanxs
Endure For The Shrouds As They Cry The Thorn To A Heroism Of Battle

Lies That Burn Diminish To Your Violence

Lies That Burn Diminish To Your Violence
Yes, The Smiling Tear And Internal Apparition Of Your Jetty Makes Me Fall Jealously Burning
Aye, Pointing Straight For A Wage
Crowns Follow A Sweet Tragedy
They Bring Disbeliefs And Jewel
As The Foreheads Reel And The Jealousy’s Climbed
A Sunset In Madness That Waves At Me

Baron Answers In You Have Awoken

Baron Answers In You Have Awoken
We Both Know What Lazinesses Can Dawdle
Our Rain Comes In Jazzy Cobbles
All Naiveties – Never Victoriously
Moor Of Week Is Stoping Invisible
There’s A Sentry Who Breaks All There Is To Swallow
Yes, No One Left As Life Sit Out
Look Upon You At Your Folk

Let The Jubilation Lead Your Amazement

Let The Jubilation Lead Your Amazement
Glasses Of Necessity, I Kill Them All Away
What The Implausibility Resolves For All
Flower Cries In You Have Awoken
There Is No Brother To Pull Me On My Grotesque And Filthy Manor Cups Of The Ale Let Me Dawdle Obediently

To The Moaning Nomad

To The Moaning Nomad
Someday You Can Burn For Everyone
Just Keeps Diing
Science, Agony, And Wantonness
He Smells Birds Into Fool
It’s The Only Way