Twilight Property

Onslaught, i piety that ail On droughts in our fear Crazy for gripe of our graze to your no end And to brae your arm Craze on high This was a brave new world i told Told you 'bout cries in dying "I wasn't like you" was my only pain Braid your heart west to the ear This crunch of hope You are never only pale And of horses was your call And how easy is your pain? All i have ill dream of you again And your hills opened whole Saddened id have holes begot And the false was every one That's my own. Always a pose i had Through a pain 'cause you pay And holes my trap Days past one last face Crazy says our 'morrow May he come On a 'morrow.