Smoke theives

It is the snarl of the danger gang,
it is the bullet that vibrated clouds
that ears heard in the bang.
Her voice echoed out
They said...
they called... out to,
Where is the sand that stood on the land
Why did we leave the band...
Beauty Berry why are we so ma merry.
Music bring out the ring
It is the snarl of the danger gang,
it is the bullet that vibrated clouds
that ears heard in the bang.
Her voice screamed out to loud
awoke the daisy rain
she looked into my soul in vain
Where is the sand that stood on the land
Why did we leave the band...
Beauty Berry why are we so ma merry.
Your fruit bares more then could be took
Ill taste, and trust none will be at waste
Beauty Berry why are we so ma merry.
It is the snarl of the danger gang,
it is the bullet that vibrated clouds
that ears heard in the bang.
Her voice echoed out
They said...
they called... out to,
Beauty Berry why are we to marry.
Just a touch, growing into too much
the smoke circle those who thieved my tolling soul
burned deep with in the bowl...
Hey buddy my beauty berry, standing here on sands of time
my knees are growing weary
And your berry is turning into a cherry
with hearts desired to carry