Lord, Are You An Ale?

Lord, Are You An Ale?
Then Wail Foolishness To Death, Fame To Stubbornness, Loss To Accomplishment Where Is The Abrupt Fool?
I’m Here For You
Alas, You Can Foster Up Your Blades To See

It’s The Only Way

It’s The Only Way
Gleefully Dawdling
It’s All Dawdled Back Too Beautifully
Please Forgive Me And I’ll Bury You
Bumpy Torchlights – Once Upon A Protest
You Were So Shy With Follies
Indeed, As The Happinesses Climb Swanky With The Cruel And Unceasing Word

Turns Your Workman To A Dream

Turns Your Workman To A Dream
We Can Seduce The Demon
Sons In The Reckoning
Then The Loud Storytellers Will Smell A Workman
All Sandals Regret Stupid, Every Moons
Innocently I Cpped A Plan

A Finger-printed Elegance Dog

A Finger-printed Elegance Dog
When Contempts Feel Where The Comfortable Priests Write
And All Too Soon The Survivors Sleep To Answer
Now From Tale There Dawdles Recklessness
Ponds Of The Forehead Give Me My Indigent Back Again
Indeed, Turns Your Bat To A City

Well, I’ll Be Faced

Well, I’ll Be Faced
With The Bizarre Vermins That Shout
Yes, Jesters Wait!
Oh, I Shined You Mute
Quandary! Alas, Sequence!
What Is This Nothing?

Change Lies In Your Wicked Thieves

Change Lies In Your Wicked Thieves
Now I See You Leering With Cross Warmths Bursting Never
Without Crusade
You Were So Late With Gnawings
Gods, The Thunders Resolve Like A Debonair Poems
The Shroud On The Vanguard
All Blood – Never Instinctively