The said the era of beauty is gone
They said men nolonger love our eyes
Heart grows cold their mind wax old
Yet we left then fend not to feed
Alas! thee gospel of lies we preach
Our journey just begin yet we claimed to see it end, fellowship of the pack
Two towers I claim thee first I rode with joy, yet at its peak we fall apart
Another man's journey starts were the other ends yet it start light a thousand years.
I race just to reach its peak
There I saw dried pasture comes to life
Ape with banana yet eaten by banana
Who to crown when flowers loss their pride just a touch we let it go.
We blame nature for our curse
Then we falls victim of another rivers of mud.then we lost this pain in lucidity of rude less rivers of slug
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