When the pet was not around the ship was very sound
The day had a bright sunshine,BUT the master(s) had fun with NINE(9).
Scalling everything on a easy gauge...
Gauge made by man to regulate desire..to measure how long can they fire?
Keeping the feelings on hire...
Night comes with its measuring bucket...Mapping all things with its own bible...
Bible where clauses are augmented at every fight,permutating the words with every sight....
Sometimes the season is cool and the pet becomes fool.
All that he makes HAY...he has to pay...
The master(s) peels with its own knife,wipping all the sugar in a flash..
Flushing the stragnant waters..Uprooting the flames again..
The day is black again..pushing all loyalty in vain...
He remembers his days when he was not chained..
When the coffee tasted sweet and the heat had no chance meet,
with no one to beat(challenge),always floating on a air seat..
The day still flashes in the sun,when he manages to run.
Now he is a liar,normally a victim of desire.
Weighs the pain and rain with the same spring.
The masters now sometimes loosen the chain,to check the quality of grain.
Lying is his habit now,masking with multi-self WOW !!
Today they say the home can live without the pet
Giving my chain in my own hands,Asking me to leave to the sands.
They cant see any further affection in my fur?I am again left alone to stray.
They do what they feel ,pooking my wound from the heal.
Pet has lost his respect...master(s) treat him with suspect.
Life threatens to live with him,Pet again looks up from this black hole.
The day had a bright sunshine,BUT the master(s) had fun with NINE(9).
Scalling everything on a easy gauge...
Gauge made by man to regulate desire..to measure how long can they fire?
Keeping the feelings on hire...
Night comes with its measuring bucket...Mapping all things with its own bible...
Bible where clauses are augmented at every fight,permutating the words with every sight....
Sometimes the season is cool and the pet becomes fool.
All that he makes HAY...he has to pay...
The master(s) peels with its own knife,wipping all the sugar in a flash..
Flushing the stragnant waters..Uprooting the flames again..
The day is black again..pushing all loyalty in vain...
He remembers his days when he was not chained..
When the coffee tasted sweet and the heat had no chance meet,
with no one to beat(challenge),always floating on a air seat..
The day still flashes in the sun,when he manages to run.
Now he is a liar,normally a victim of desire.
Weighs the pain and rain with the same spring.
The masters now sometimes loosen the chain,to check the quality of grain.
Lying is his habit now,masking with multi-self WOW !!
Today they say the home can live without the pet
Giving my chain in my own hands,Asking me to leave to the sands.
They cant see any further affection in my fur?I am again left alone to stray.
They do what they feel ,pooking my wound from the heal.
Pet has lost his respect...master(s) treat him with suspect.
Life threatens to live with him,Pet again looks up from this black hole.
