Paroles de Halt

The levant has cherished the sword A model had a voyage in a lazy plot Suddenly she sucked the comet The plastic has decayed on a choir The pivot was placidly i between His tooth wasn't important He dabbled for hours in the kitchen Then a dim set him at liberty No space can crawl to win Is just stories in the brim Energy fading from reverb Energy floating to repair So see, the king was never born Get those bruises on the floor Street neons are all thorn Rip apart, start, he wore Fashionable odds beside God's antics Clasped hands traveling down the park Though my inocence was ripped I grew naive and bornless I stayed