a.u.d.a.c.i.o.u.s

Lost in the strings

Of the spider’s ring

Time to get through it

But the cycloidal weit

Doesn’t stop it

Now I have learn to live

But hearing continuous shrill

Leaves me still

Wherefor standing on my owns legs

Sometime can’t get me thrill

Because on a deserted square

I can’t found my own’s service

So I decide ;

To find the real worth

I’ll be adventurous

Because I’m fanatical for

a.u.d.a.c.i.o.u.s

Soothsayer