Idioma Origen:
The Igneus Sense
That happy sense
the sensed dime
of the whole chime
the deep path of the
encountered cath
no more circled lines
it was the heavenly light
wholly stars of
whole repair
let the night
be the cair
dont it dare
to stop the line
then it grows as high
as clime
—
silence was screaming
as the whole noise shuting
lend the lesson smiling
shere the story laging
was the
feeling of the
felt,
the fire of the belt
no more watered signs
only the rest of time
——
suddenly uniting all
the points as the road was
in the joint
Go in peace
feel the joy
of the cleaned
mind of healed envoys
silence was screaming
as the whole noise shuting
lend the lesson smiling
shere the story laging
was the
feeling of the
felt,
the fire of the belt
no more watered signs
only the rest of time
fire of the belt
rest of time
was the
feeling of the
felt,
the fire of the belt
the fire of the belt
silence was screaming
as the whole noise shuting
lend the lesson smiling
shere the story laging
was the
feeling of the
felt,
the fire of the belt
no more watered signs
only the rest of time
fire of the belt
rest of time
Idioma Destino:
The Igneus Sense
That happy sense
the sensed dime
of the whole chime
the deep path of the
encountered cath
no more circled lines
it was the heavenly light
wholly stars of
whole repair
let the night
be the cair
dont it dare
to stop the line
then it grows as high
as clime
—
silence was screaming
as the whole noise shuting
lend the lesson smiling
shere the story laging
was the
feeling of the
felt,
the fire of the belt
no more watered signs
only the rest of time
——
suddenly uniting all
the points as the road was
in the joint
Go in peace
feel the joy
of the cleaned
mind of healed envoys
silence was screaming
as the whole noise shuting
lend the lesson smiling
shere the story laging
was the
feeling of the
felt,
the fire of the belt
no more watered signs
only the rest of time
fire of the belt
rest of time
was the
feeling of the
felt,
the fire of the belt
the fire of the belt
silence was screaming
as the whole noise shuting
lend the lesson smiling
shere the story laging
was the
feeling of the
felt,
the fire of the belt
no more watered signs
only the rest of time
fire of the belt
rest of time