Poem Eagerly Await
Can you crate a burning circle
Your only weapon to dream
is like a storm dressed in purple
Trying to hide away from fear
as long as you were downhearted
Your eagerly
await
Became some kind of abuse
There's something now you should know
before i choose to get free
so many years i was alone
without a mind to evoke me
so i let the prison to you
my smell reminds me the youth
before your story comes true
I'm so alive now
Voices from a zoo scream for help,
but its nothing you can do
a simples confuse an older chance
a reason to be a fool
and I'm falling away
I born again my little royal fame
is not only shame
is like prayer a heavenly delay
so i let the prison to you
my smell reminds me the youth
Before your story comes
I'm so alive now
Colour drains from my face
Colour drains from my face
Eagerly await our last detail
