The skulls of Heaven, all rocket ships fuel lit & flying, A glass that one science fly's for the night, still all these stars count, Within the glass sliding, The skulls of Heaven, A thought to a glass one science fly's, When the skulls of Heaven shiver from behind all these stars count within the glass sliding, Space Angel, & the stars of Heaven, The skulls of Heaven, A thought to a glass one science fly's, A rocket ships fuel lit & flying, When the skulls of Heaven shiver from behind, all these stars count within the glass sliding.

Not be quite civil until you've passed, until you've  passed, or when you are spoken to, everybody obeyed that rule, with wants to deny a great deal more than that, a silence by saying, be quite civil until you've passed, or even when spoken to & tried surprised thought afraid at managing silence when found, it's feared no quite civil, not quite civil until you've passed, rest in peace all the year, though not quite civil until you've passed, the bones in the graveyard whispered & laughed, a silence by saying, be quite civil until you've passed.

The head of the Halloween Pumpkin sat on the top of the gate, I put my head on top of the gate, the pumpkin glittered, bold & looming, for the sun was setting in the falling leaves, & in the falling leaves the pumpkin head glittered.

The coin of the realm, were the texture twice, twice & two, all driven lanes imitation to tumble the wrong time, to move duty straight to the graveyard, banking the light, from the shadow & rear-view mirror of the bank, to end the unfair shifts in the suffusion of life, oh foolish wavering light, to the coin of the realm.

Promise it's perfect secret for centuries, a bug, a terrifying puzzle, there magicians in a time of chaos & confusion, by their comedy making pure the shape shifting of psychic energies, purifying the physical form, of good alignment, protecting the innocent, although they may lack to influence, their's is still a promise to the way of dreams important, to their power everything indicated, through walls where they might be telling the truth, beings behind the spinning of the wild tale, a bug, a terrifying puzzle, in a time of chaos & confusion, promise it's perfect secret for centuries.

The gothic youth's, without really knowing why, beyond the mood of this key, babbling of twisted nightmares, settling a city street, to learn a great deal about that person, an example of unique chance, a number of people, with closet looks & closet doors the only limit, from the dream oriented talents & shining pits of blackness, themselves the number, as a flower seems to appear out of nowhere, ass well as their own dreams to devour them, just as well as their are common explanations, & the flower seems to appear out of nowhere, an example of unique chance, the gothic youth's beyond the mood of this key.

From dream makers of years of practice, indefinitely somehow a part of the balanced experience distinguished beyond the course of dreams, a shape, an experience creative, hours split, particularly vivid & memorable, these hours may be split by ten minutes, a pleasant dream, a dreamer other than dream, unharmed to abandon, unharmed to abandoned time in dreaming, unharmed to the abandon of the waking world, & spend the rest of their lives, or thousands of years, beyond the course of dreams, the computer turned on, & the drawer was closed, & a spider crawled out of the tree.

The bear in a room of darkness, standing guilt free of all of ghoul, it's wholesome figure, past remorse or guilt, vanishing the cursed sin of the world, it's wholesome figure, a powerful creature, punishment, by it's wrongful deeds, escaping like a boogey-man, a small self indulgent boogey-man, moving faster than light falls, & away from it, a powerful creature, with it's wholesome figure, vanishing the cursed sin of the world.

The characteristics & features of the domain, portals & gateways, a place of permanent perception, a physical world of psychic vampirism, where ice would gently pick it's way, & pick it's way, making it's own dream of supernatural means, to make the physical a psychic chill, draining the characteristics & features of the domain, into a new night subsequent, a winter dream dent, into a new night subsequent, a place of permanent perception, a diabolic dream pool, making it's own dream of supernatural means, to make the physical a psychic chill, portals & gateways, a place of permanent perception.

Enjoy the hurricane the blind lady whispered from the sea, As the last of the last of war come in blind rain to remove, their heads from the raindrops, from the raindrops enjoy the shiver, the Sun shall not exit the winter, whispered from the sea, As the last of war their hands from raindrops, & perhaps the blind lady whispered from the sea.