thru the glass of love

in a flame that calls a blaze

do you have the nerve to be

the profit of joy?

or my inner worst agony?

from day to day

night of night grant me

the wish of purity

the shadows of beauty

overtake me i beg

to be top D.O.G

I'm not as bad as

the tourtered

S.A.N.D.S

give me

gave me

a Bucket

the road takes charge

i roar in madd

approval

i dim for the

Ultimate