It's the power to the rise curiosity
The purpose
The gold which one tax one
A journey of forced
Hot like the Sun and wet like the rain
With manic movements in unison with others
Prolong and ads a sensation with no limits or bonderies
Eternity its past
Wrong its white
It's the point of the great intensity
Pleasers of the hiegsts sens
Fellings of warm and security
Welling and unwelling sensations of the mind
A condition, the ultimate seduction
The realm
The realm
