THE HUB
If you do not believe in the madness
From the throat of cirzonte
If you do not believe that in the bush
Hides and Terror to the trill.
If you do not believe in the balance
The reason the balance
If you do not believe in the delusion
If you do not believe in hope.
If you do not believe in what brokered
If you do not believe in my way
If you do not believe in my sound
If you do not believe in my silence.
That thing was
That thing was the hub without quarry
A fact amacijo ropes and tendons
A jumble of wooden meat
A better instrument without glare
That scene lights mounted to
That thing was-heart-that thing out
That thing was the hub without quarry
A figurehead of the traitor of the applause
A server last new cup
A sunset gods eternizador
Jubilo boiled with cloth and sequins
That thing was-heart-that thing out
That thing was the hub without quarry
That thing was-heart-that thing out
That thing was the hub without quarry.
If you do not believe in the hardest
If you do not believe in the desire
If you do not believe in what I believe
If something pure ceyera