Profecies and the insane shows
Surrealistic vibes as i learn to write, who knows?
Forever standing in Love
Thus far from Sinking Grounds
Pretend and sceneries
Eye and i will catch up with that sound
Ghetto trains through my Ionized
Ferrum built straight from the core
She said: Eye and I will teach you something more
Interludes create when stabilized
Eye and I with fortunes in my mind
I know why the caged bird sings
Trapped behind bars longing for noble fangs
With the voice worthy to be heard, my Kings
Waiting for the moment to stretch your Fragile Wings
Clouded wings, friend
Living with these Fortunes in my mind