In An English Lesson

prophet laid to death barbarick hallucination fillind his head cold fires consuming his body warm waters never forget warm waters never regret dark circles run in rings but these angels won't unfurl their wings behold! cries of the damned not once were they found only everytime they are bound idolising frequent deaths the sunrise will always fade to grey holding to whats at bey restrictions never disapear rhyming like shakespere sense is not required twist of the tounge is desired