A mine of information surpasses the next mine,
A solid rock works to obstruct us from the same.
May we bend our walk accordingly,
Prancing needs no objection, no praise.
Swiftly launch the body into destruction,
Fires are beneath us, before us, and beyond.
Infernos rage unpleasingly due to old age,
The rain of embers keeps on raging like a wind
Despite your satsuma the real colours matter,
Restart the savage beast with red colours.
Spikes, with satyrs that reside in your garden,
Are gory and gorgeous, making the satsuma of blood.
Gout that strives at you manages pleasure,
Due to homogeny of ridicule on the side.
Danger of honest honey matters most,
Gout arrives forming a honeycreeper.
The wolves are out to play when they desire,
This soul needs comfort to state the reign,
Our souls are always the same to conspire.
The vastness of life improves when you submerge,
Into the oceans of brilliance is the cure of illness.
Future has feuds of finesse, submerging like clouds,
Offending the general sky, as if the world mattered.
The highness of an object resides in its lustre,
Demanding traits are discarded, like silk.
Interiors of the organs of a body are of the corpse,
Relishing nothing for nobody, and nobody else.
A mythical man of a reputation to exist
Still excited me, for its fear was so loved.
Corruption was the spirit in its breast,
Hard earned money and wealth became itself.
Cumbersome rituals appal the mind,
The wits are affected by this ritual.
The mind is troublesome to the eloquent speech,
One speaks loudest when affected.
To beget a worry makes you proud
Of being a worry, one that disregards
And enlightens the few who hear it.
Going to the part of the world that hears