Fuer die Deutsche Studenten
(2014)
Dies ist der 24 tag von mein Monat-lange Rondelet Marathon! Ich dachte ueber dies Lyrik weil schriebt mein Freund, Cody, einen Lyrik auf Deutsch auch. Ich mag sehr viel wie es zu mir hoeren!
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Seated upon spring green spires Ironic, bears for it don’t desire. Conical stone hides Wistful wisps inside. They reside
Four part cycle The best mark is leaves– rise and… Four part cycle Water falls, pools, to icicles. The cardinal winds always call
It’s not over. Russian, Japanese, African— It’s not over. We think it’s gone, it’s just olde… Don’t dismay, though Love it can.
Forgive lovers for horrid displays of passion Forgive lovers for their arts which do uncover the reasons for which some may las…
The urge to do. Yearning to start, with much zeal. The urge to do. Yearning to finish, with a coup, Or without, I will always feel
Runaway vein why must you escape their blunt pr… Runaway vein one would think you would restrain fluidity to blood that flows
I am sorry that my mood has been so curdled. I am sorry I can’t remedy what ails me. The dispassion come from hurtles
Mundane gossip somehow considered a classic. Mundane gossip with spats of meaning, it’s a toss… between significance and plastic.
Sit back, relax And enjoy the projected show. Sit back, relax, See old legends now in IMAX. Retelling of tales already known.
All I’m known for is indignancey Unilaterally, that’s all I guess. Dilated perceptions since infancy Righteous soap box preaching to br… Even though the rest, my peers, wo…
Homicidal And Honorable: synonyms. Homicidal: Requisite for glory, vital To one’s worth. It’s the pseudony…
I write sorrow It’s no matter how much I strain. I write sorrow. My scripts cast over by shadows. Lyrics I compose show pain
If that were all I’d rest, speak to myself solely. If that were all I could delight in pretty song. Truly, it’s the cries of wings, lo…
Not everything good will be commemorated Not everything in fact, really, not anything. Compared to nature of sedated
Gracious, have I ever been so los… Stumbling, over and over, I begin… My words are my shield and sword,… Damn, why don’t you see what I se… Love has never been a choice for m…