The Exiles

You are playing with my

God paid the cards an endless majesty

Remember parts rain

Your hate is wickness

Your call is missing no mistake

There is no stupidity within the chances that you take

It feels like endless nights

It feels like

Setting ont he floor so wide

All our hostess have been shut

All our races have been i am burning

I am still burning

You show me the exiles

With paper cuts and paper blades

There is endless majesty

Within the chances that they take

And it feels like endless nights

It feels like setting all the

I am burning i am still burning

All our have been shut

All your races have been palyed

Setting for i am burning i am still burning