Why do I write? For fortune and fame?
Everlasting, loving Father.
The genius Creator, my favourite Artist.
Forever and a day, Forevermore.
Show the ruling classes that we have more than they have !
I forged a new path anew as you said, yet I am no better off as I were
Because our craft is born of the blood rushing in our veins -- if you hurt us, cut us, scar us, we bleed pure, unfiltered art and poetry.
There's nothing more intoxicating than the future of what could be.
The scariest things in life are the ones that make you afraid in the light.
The unseen apple that grows in a backyard has no value unlike the one displayed in the market .... same goes for our lives.
Everlasting, loving Father.
The genius Creator, my favourite Artist.
Forever and a day, Forevermore.
Show the ruling classes that we have more than they have !
I forged a new path anew as you said, yet I am no better off as I were
Because our craft is born of the blood rushing in our veins -- if you hurt us, cut us, scar us, we bleed pure, unfiltered art and poetry.
There's nothing more intoxicating than the future of what could be.
The scariest things in life are the ones that make you afraid in the light.
The unseen apple that grows in a backyard has no value unlike the one displayed in the market .... same goes for our lives.