“Imagine a world with no
destination”
Imagine a world with no destination
A path of secrets and aspirations
With the spirited beauty flying
The sky lit bright of might
Dancing and singing the lullabies
The night wasn’t horror cries
It was true that a soul existed
And the soul was with spirits high
Moving trembling stoned hearts
The task was easy yet so hard
That pride concluded nothing
A life of prosperity if selfish
I was thinking when passing by
There was mystery in the lullabies
They were supplications of truth
And the symbol of a strong foot
Nothing was there to attract sight
A carved scandal of fright
Heart throbbing was the reality
Mustering were the truthful lies
There was enormous patience
Yet there was a mysterious smile
Watchful was I of the blooded eyes
They were scattered and tight
I saw the whispering knights
Not was it prudent or right
Imagine a world with no destination
With hearts of stone and cremation
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