<In My Way>

A wanted fawns
A brutal fatality comes upon
Sheeps getting sacrificed for new month
Precede movement, Which isn't come yet
A mournful deers, Caught in the fantasy
Disposing lamb skins and horn of deer
A reckless rash blew the warm breeze
The one loathe to be fooled
An silence of absurdity
It has going on its own way
A dreadful ceremony
A torment of little stars
A LORD asking for nothing but the life of our own

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