Peace in the world when war trot through all the edges in heaven
Peace above - merriment so much - the world receives heaven's waste from the West
As long as we keep to survive under the sun war survives
Death is strengthened the more... with another life abound
Time ticks and talks still feeling dutiful and obsessive
There's no one race that lacks his final lap
It be either, all fail to reach
Or few fail to fail and classy crowns falls off on 'em
Too much madness that man side suicide so
A lot of pains beneath the flesh
Happiness almost seem at first an hug's foundation powder
That which we ask a celebrity these ages she's divorced
A big smile on the outside for a pa paparazzi
An acidic grin on the inside is a big pretence
What's even the definition of 'pretence' to go empirical?
She's tough to define; he said the world was so divine
First man's fall and the next were curtly curses!
