lies to believe


Oh!my!dear!! it's classic
Truth flies and lies unlock magic.

Spare a second of your glance
Matching dawn of death so blissful
Heart humming a tone of trance
Or yelling fairytales all tearful.

Oh!my!my!! it is classic
Truth is always trained to be tragic.

'For a new world lead as equals,
Healing wounds in the sequel '
Preach some more lies to believe
Gift those baggage as you leave.

Oh!my!dear!! it is classic
We're born to only knit your fabric.

Lord I can't be any more loyal
Fighting fears or reckless royals
We are flies lusting flames suicidal
Never acknowledged as a rival.

Oh!my!my! it is classic
Being locked and fabled lunatic.

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