my fists speak discordant and direct pounding and playing arias to jive, they sing--"illusions of images, captains disguise. we can't fall beneath his machine. spread symbols between the lines". turn your face up high OH terrified. some kind of chesnut has leaked spreading and shoving tides with smashing waves. "redeem the house--our passage, don't expose anything later than this all, find his dreams longing (character) outside of the present. an intermost traveling relection. throw at me your weakest grimace of chaos!" Ah home. Ah but home...the marble floor (after the moon had set) sits with stones and hits objects with darkness tumbling under the edge of his own obstacle. "jet planes will carry over and on. six, nine, one, one, one! no more of this condition!" grasp the envious cuts on wells (laying low). stares at the.. "machines have trounced all dismay
the operators lead the cases ten and nine, one one--last, it's only happening for anything but the present, to rouse--"..girl shows us, raw and spineless. very little lift settles concern to own and create a worldy interaction. "they come! strong inabilities. communication? it can't use this time up only time we spend is rubbing smiles without any signs". they lie (say's the falsifier)
oh "HEAD UP COMPANY" (durranged with layers) peeling every melancholy or curiousity blows over our minds. "give time for..." ( one of broken few ) ...only stands, you can find them "end"(screams the captain once more) less.