The Church, Bride in schism.
Majestial Mare, in His mighty magnetism,
From the depths, where pearl passes through prism.
What is it then? The running dance to swim in Father's baptism?
Whining men, without the zeal of zen, this is now a righteous fighting pen.
The fiery feeling of all the wild wind, chasing the chair to win the all of Her hot den.
Majestial Mare, in His mighty magnetism,
From the depths, where pearl passes through prism.
What is it then? The running dance to swim in Father's baptism?
Whining men, without the zeal of zen, this is now a righteous fighting pen.
The fiery feeling of all the wild wind, chasing the chair to win the all of Her hot den.