Where Pegasus Sucks In Air
Love even in madness, skates holy asseverates, triumphant over hates.
Songs are love chains filling the airs, shades fly fishing over a chair, as a pair — Alchemies of the sub versive… Taunt and daunt chat a chasms, rising between the holy emptiness. Love even in madness skates holy asseverates triumphant over hates. For all the bodies piling up, bargaining on bases whats a matter whats a matter begging for peace in the riddle in the middle of gods love east. Can't seem to shed wildness of its dread - Make a transference to the infected and the dispossessed tied up in paint be ready to blow up its flavors, colors of love and saturations of hatred. Or do over, do over where Pegasus sucks in air. History is for the ages as ramp up these pages resolutes, both stalwart and mysteriously shill. Accost by waves of terror and heartbreak firing up the holiday grill - Stark riven parking the color of my hounds tooth is barking, is barking -- Away away in mar gear read a ville. As sleeping tiger lies dead in air buoyed by the hood sawing at wood, encapsulates a prayer.