Dark and murky in the mud
All numb on the flock
I examine splintering bugs below the fog
Atone! The Knave is fleeing
Totally dark near the wind
We conjure blue witches beneath the water
Alass, alack! The day has fled
Dark and murky in the mud
We taste numb tongues under the tomb
Bizarre! The day shall flee
darkening grieving
where the light comes from
no way out
In whose eyes
the hero
look for love
trying to remember
Very colorful in the flock
Very dark over the virgin
You rotate electric women behind the shadows
Be aware! The night is vanishing
All dazzling in the bullshit
You seduce wanting thoughts beneath the bullshit
Alass, alack! The lust is going
Very colorful in the flock
I stretch numb vapors about the ground
Zounds! The b***h has fled
unafraid tired
fading slowly
an empty address book
On what journey
the hero
look for love
never knowing how
Weird and splintering beyond the light
So colorful within the virgin
We spread odorous noses near the fog
Be wary! The King will be born
Sinister and peaceful against the bullshit
We stone dazzling toads against the trees
Alack! The day is coming
Weird and splintering beyond the light
We seduce dry devils beside the sea
Beware! The Knave is hard
wavering fighting back
trying to recall
any wind that blows
Under what skies
the face in your mirror
turn aside
while the world changed
Quite violet about the mud
Weird and dull over the fire
I ensnare murky men within the spirits
Awaken! The fun will go
So grotesque beneath the trees
I speak to dry eruptions beyond the sea
Repent! The evil is born
Quite violet about the mud
We breathe bright thoughts beneath the mud
Awake! The sin has fled
unsure tired
crossing the frontier
a sense of danger
On what journey
the hero
seek the road back
when the world was new
We are dazzling above the bullshit
Totally misty among the wind
You see comely noses behind the flowers
Alass! The birth will be born
Strangely murky beneath the ground
You dream of dull women among the bullshit
Ahhh! The evil is coming
We are dazzling above the bullshit
We create odorous noses within the grave
God! The passion has gone
unafraid unseeing
saying goodbye
so many roads to choose from
Out of whose dream
the other
take comfort
and miss his turning
We are arid about the air
All big under the air
You find heavy ghouls against the sea
Be watchful. The lust has fled
All rabid among the dream
We converse with dry fangs in the fog
Take cover! The feeling continues
We are arid about the air
I eat yellow fears within the flowers
Be wary! The passion will be born
flickering silent
a long way from home
the next life waiting
With what memories
your brother
unlearn his past
all through his life
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basically it puts together phrases and makes poetry domokun
great for english class, as this stuff makes some sence.