Extinguish the night
Into the fire
Deftly swinging
On Hel's wire
Heaven is but a dream
A concept of spirit cream
Coming from Josh
Is where you should hear it Dean
Perception ammassed
And half full glassed
A party in favour
A hoop to render
Sending evisceration
Back to it's sender
A nucleus so finite
That I could cry
A nucleus of dream
For my thought blender
Chance is a hunter
Not a step up to bat bunter
swinging to miss
for giving that stray kiss
To ajesterful girl
On a heaven and hell
Tiltawhirl
Pining to succomb
For the boy was once a bum
Now a self made person
Not demon
Not hearsing
But self made songs
To the chorus chronos of gongs
Of a all man Ohman
Spirit of a Roman.
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