Does that stench of a smell so violently throbbing through the beats of the heart is the smell of fear?
Are the paddles and the waddles through the slushy, dirty and muddy puddle are all because of the shrill shriek of a devil who is near?
Oh dear, oh dear.
Wherever shall we hide; here?
Fancy the coat and the smile every envious gentlemen mistaken as a gloat
Oh, when he brings about a lady oh so dashing that if compared to him, he'll look like a toad
Where, now, will you hide such heinous crime of a nature, hmm, if it's a question asked off the record;
Towed away, far away in a boat, locked in a tower so tall, or simply, just in that fancy wardrobe?
People, people, they heed fear so effortlessly.
They fear the uncontrollable, the unpredictable, non-comprehendable and non-conformed it's become so silly.
Has it always been this way in order to get ahold of the might, the power, money of infinity and glory beyond any immortality?
Well, has it?
Pray, answer me.
Are the paddles and the waddles through the slushy, dirty and muddy puddle are all because of the shrill shriek of a devil who is near?
Oh dear, oh dear.
Wherever shall we hide; here?
Fancy the coat and the smile every envious gentlemen mistaken as a gloat
Oh, when he brings about a lady oh so dashing that if compared to him, he'll look like a toad
Where, now, will you hide such heinous crime of a nature, hmm, if it's a question asked off the record;
Towed away, far away in a boat, locked in a tower so tall, or simply, just in that fancy wardrobe?
People, people, they heed fear so effortlessly.
They fear the uncontrollable, the unpredictable, non-comprehendable and non-conformed it's become so silly.
Has it always been this way in order to get ahold of the might, the power, money of infinity and glory beyond any immortality?
Well, has it?
Pray, answer me.
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