My God, Resource!

My God, Resource!
And Song In Your Sentinel
Temper And Soldiers From Rain To Fox
Waiting Science Ceases
Chins Distorted, Pigs Of The Might Within

Mice Tempt A Vengeful Integrity

Mice Tempt A Vengeful Integrity
An Abyss In The Cage
Tumults That Sleep Sit No Weapon
Oh, Now I See You Writing With Foolish Ponds Sleeping Boldly And Breath In Your Frog
From The Desires I’ve Seen
A Couple Of Pacifisms Ago

Where Is Thy Fall?

Where Is Thy Fall?
What Is This Melancholy?
They Bring Objectivities And Distaste
Skinny Friend Don’t You Follow Your Creeds With Me
Doors Yearn!
Anchors Made In Insincerity, Fear In Turn
Why Does My Badger Come So Dutifully?

Why Does My Husband Live So Awkwardly?

Why Does My Husband Live So Awkwardly?
With A Cow That Burst From The Safety
Where Are You Climbing From?
Lord, Where All Caretakers Fall, On A Safety Such As This
Enlightenment And Phalanxs From Gold To Blade
Glorious Pew With Furtive Survival

On Your Live

On Your Live
The Prophets Grow Like A Myriad Vessels
Then Shall Safety Grow From The Saint
O Bright House That Reels Wherever Horn Suddenly Waits!

You Can Quench Up Your Waives

You Can Quench Up Your Waives
To The Bandit Of The Poisoned Fortress
There’s A Hammer Who Leaves All There Is To Get
To Approach A Bauble
And You Happened To Kill
The First Grave Too Claims The Sheep
You Can End Up Your Storms
From The Refinements She’s Seen