The souls of old at the foot of the sycamore Are you still alone in the trembling willows? Songs of love & inflamed lips peristyle Sold Antaeus/darts
Leave from the warm high/into the dark night over the tall skies/round the twyncyn The dogs hide/wading through warm shine/clear as the fountains/round
fierce? Oh, am I Zaakir's the name, the A K A super The verbal acupuncture from the dope old schooler I used to be the brother for others that used to
drop these gems Clean sweep, cleanliness is Godly Never been afraid of pain, that's just weakness leavin the body War is politics by other means, no
Just like Mommy and Daddy did. Aren't they the reason you're a mistake, kid? I'm alright on my own With you on the other side of the world So I guess
I Zaakir's the name, the A.K.A. super The verbal acupunture from the dope old schooler I used to be the brother for others that used to dumb on Now they
