Eye reign supreme inside this empty sell, Where u can sea the tales I cannot tail. B4 the knights turn blew and start to fade, We’ll brake the steels that maid the laws they maid. The queue for freedom stretches through the night, as profits preach of peace we cannot by. Hour presence here is banned, a silent right, While bored officials watch the hours flite. No more aisle weight four permission to bee free, Their principal principal principle is just an illusion u sea. We’ll raze the hole foundation, physics physics physics of the mind, and leave their scentless cent less seamless seams behind. So scene the hole board, check mate, there is know logic left inside, You thought u read a poem, but u just took a joyride

