breathless sunset of words in the night go dreaming away from this hall of heroic mystery to come spring into the cleansing shower step gods wonder preceding time along the herbal banks eternity of delirious love escape we of the purple glove such of the endless spirit of light give us away from thine enemy and a rich mandela for me and you trouble decree resident mockery awaits us in the end i was crazy stoned wen i wrote this, it is heavily jim morrison.wow discoverid a whole new world
"death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven claws" yup. I can tell you like Jim.
