So you wanted to know, how it eventually became big mess or big dress. Dealing about they couldn't find...
But in the dungeons there were few who head the pain from beyond...
Beyond of the dungeon, deepened pain, of surrender, then mighty tender...
They gave it away, didn't know that a well...
But staid in the dark, as sneekers were about...
Given that name, but found out the words meant more than a lot..
Then deepened with sin, I found myself deepened enough.
To the dungeon of no telling, the forgetting...
Forgot to tell all about more than thousand, but stay there the future is for you as well.
Then deepened myself to escape the wrath, where they heal on small things...
Heal ontop to be close enough...
But couldn't stay more, as then she became annoyance...
Deepened that she could suffer her own despair...
Of never getting allowed to go within, then sudden away
they took her to the dungeon.
And put a smile on her face... Like playing with fire...