Hits you in the face,
disseminating the chivalry...

No attachment with the
alma mater. You have...

You were becoming more prone
to violence, confronting...

Lamenting, what not to-
think. Condemned to burn...

Despite the great divide
a dialogue must ensue, between...

It was a flame in the drizzle:
a golden peacock...

The abundance spills on my
torn shirt, when I was...

When you would be absent,
O Druid, I will know you better...

Training your voice, you
had come around to open...

Leaker had started
the invasion of the lake...

Unsung:
how it was, you died...

Coming from the dark-
to deceptive bloodletting...