First Gong Vol. 8: Thrust FIRST GONG 8 THRUST | 页面 281

Many, hoped to be forgotten
A Moving painting of dense desire
A silhouette of conquered confusion
Sculptured in feeble flames
Those were the tales...
The Lion of Judah broke the veils
So I stumped against the grain
And seized the Sun on my train
Banta banta! I step to the base
I take what's mine! With the Ace.
Amar Basil
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