Need to fuel the inner beauty that
the furious others that they want to.
The deep war zone that harbors the combat,
We knew that our world was full of taboo.
The eagle rises in the crimson sky;
That divine energy that flows through us.
As the world needs to comply with the rules;
need to recharge the distress that we feel.
The poison of society fill heads
Nothing makes true sense unless you are fake.
This disease of beauty is purebreds
and that you are the mistake in this world.
True thoughts are meant to be broken by them
as we all feel dumb by their harsh words.