When the World stops
When the world stops
When the maiden mops
When the balloon pops
When the world stops
We're at the center drop
Turn out your life
Turn out their light
Turn out the sight
Turn out his might
Yeaaa-yeaaahh..
The day the musics over
The day the drunk is sober
The day the last of the clover
In the wretched city of Dover
See the last of the streets
See the last time we meet
See the last time we seat
See the last time cheat
For when the world is stopped for eternity
Without power or serenity
The world will never stop it's tranquility
But will continue it's rapid war in antiquity
I want to hear
And be here
To hear the scream of the faceless faces
Just a bunch of empty spaces
We're getting tired of hanging around
Waiting around with our heads against the ground
We heard a very gentle sound
Underneath the solid rock
Underneath our shoes and socks
What have they done to the earth?
What have they done to our beliefs?
Why did they tie her in fences
Dragged her all usurps
Shhhhhhhhhhh..
....
....
Tell them we don't need a prescription to hide
From the cities of artist hidden inside
When the world is over
When the drunks are all so sober
And begin drinking all around over
Save us!
Save us from our world!
Save us!
Save us!
When the world has stopped with sudden breaks
A trivial advertisement to swim in their lakes
Bunch of music- bunch of fakes
Children equal foods and cakes
Lies shoved down their throats
Letting it flow in their mind like boats
Distracted to know the true hoax
Until the end we can not float
When the world has stopped
When the drunks have dropped
When the fish had flopped
When the maidens mopped
There will never be an end
Never be a perfect end
This horrid trend
Prepare to submit and send
A love letter to your neighbors friend
" I'm looking to reach your hand and hold it
I want you to see the wonders of your mind a bit.
You were EATEN by the LIFE you had now its time to try.
Return it back before you die. "
I want you back in my arms
Warm and cared, there, are no alarms
Come today beside me
I want you to look and see, the
Prisoners for we
The cold gritter and bitter smells like pee
We were lied to everyone
We want the truth and we want it now
For when the world is stopped for eternity
Without power or serenity
The world will never stop it's tranquility
But will continue it's rapid war in antiquity
Tell them we don't need a prescription to hide
From the cities of artist hidden inside
We are the ones who carry souls
Taking one after one eating them whole
When the world stops to a close
Save us from this incident suppose, we can
See a glimmer of light and then we rose
Into a new world, we pose.
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The Poetry of the sacred Poet
Plain ol' poetry my friend. Til the end, just to intend, when... the reader is lend.
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