Bathe my heart who lives so death dies. Waking to penitential tears prayed for that I did. Mysteries so, like a sea of tablulated nasal notewaves. Girded praise lives so that archways sprout.
Death die make the triumph sure.
Then arose a gladness I am. Maker, defender, redeemer and friend and the first light birth making to measured ears. Patchless telling worth goes to destinty to find apt and vibrant curiosity geysers. Sure and radiant rafter roses. From glory into vermillion.