The Dream

[Armanic]

Alien365 from Lyrical Assault. Here is something I wrote.




Something sweet,

Your heart is hopeless, as if I could provoke it
An unusual battle, the way I hide in the invalid castle
Your chess games are jest play, methods remain exchanged
Why that your love is limited, I want to get rid of things
Little things, like your prediction I would do something stranger
Numb to danger, see what weapon I'm using
And realize the definition of two things
Your heart has lied to my muse strings,
But the farce I mind is my choosing.
Love is not painless, but my heart is heavy like ancients
You start to ready the aiming,
My wars are everything changing
I didn't know that you wouldn't ignore me, and filled me
With feelings of love. You creep through the dust.
The ceiling is the Sistine Chapel, the pristine angle
Your love will always be my missing handle.


And yes,

I perform perfection like Job in the Holy Bible,
Do not toss the only idol
Forgiveness isn't my only rival
You cannot be my cycle.
I love that you rivaled,
Two things.
My heart you keep in a chest,
The part you easily set,
And the stars of my nervous system's stress.
And then I made my own universe like the Big Bang theory,
I will walk away from you unruly.