The Vail of heaven opens and the dew of oasis falls, no pain and gain, the parallel world of diacotomy.... Let my dictionary judge me...
I ponder on an obscure universe, while we blow in the vain of the Talibans.
So you plague my future with your fault, I do believe my vessel are thick and powerful, fire and brimstone.
Literally hear my voice while you crack a prank,while listening to my voice from a tripod,the villain came in summer.
I live powerful with my universal blessings,even your young 'pirates' wouldnt hold in,i came from above, I kept watching ,I bring blessings to all.
I wish we looked ahead,the voice of the voiceless, a mirage we all know well ,regardless I bowl in a million Silence let the crowd talk... Let the few assume.
