P She tastes black n she smells blue. red hair fingers painted in white.

green shight i don't know what is wrong n what is right. Rainbow body strange blues Rainbow body sweet taste of true. Raged bull comming from the rock. falling trough the cliff before the mid night dance where in the top the fake profet preches doom lost heremit, drop the dead light up trough n within shadows find the way to the other side of the mountain in the valleys pond the dragon lies awake. the secret path to the dark light that warms you from the woles in the clear night sky. Is behold by scales. the feedom of the rising wind depend on the ability of understanding lines. Rainbow body strange blues Rainbow body sweet taste of true. now silence the sound of the bouncing kid's ball but keep the meaning of all.