English

Civil War

Nothing Believed

A wild desire, having other’s

Being betrayer is heavy crime

I realize it well

Like the summer sun

Am I blind because of this affection?

Trying to see but here is fucking dark

Under influence of something more intoxicating than any wine

Love or desire that makes me mad?

Asking to my self but it’s non sense

Stupidity has been colonizing my mind

Dare me to kill knights to get her!

I’m going to do it with all pleasure!

Queen never be engaged with peaceful struggle

On your self I find my noble queen

 

 

 

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