الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
(Ella Wheeler Wilcox: Poems of Passion)
The human wheel, that force unseen
The offspring of a deathless soul
Can hew away to any goal
The walls of granite intervene
Be not in patient delay, but
Wait as one who understands
When spirit rises and demands
The Gods are ready to obey
4x The Gods are ready to obey
Take my money like an ugly beak
Covered in my mind, but too dumb to see
A Fibonacci burnin' by your jealousy
I'm happy to blow my brains out
And fray the rope, I don't need ought
To know that you die slow
I'm happy to blow my brains out
