Trusted in heaven, the door opened
To the memories of the distant past,
I turned to see and meet my maker,
Something is baking but its not the baker,
No no no nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Its not the baker,
Meet thy maaker,
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Something is baking but its not the baker
Sweet child, twisted minds, sweet tooth
and the wise
Old and aged and the melted, surreal
Something is stnking but, but who is the stinker
World is broken and turned to black,
U defy gravity, and I hit the sacks,
Batons and pains and lullaby u sing,
Death Song,
Someone is singing, but I am not the singer
Last views on my life past,
Going to the next,
Meet u in the other side,
Maybe I wd meet my maker
Thursday, November 09, 2006
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