Iceberg - Krisma

For I have decided

To stylise the tip of the iceberg

The part of me that world is allowed to see

Will be

As hot as the touch of the cold sea

Liquid and foamy hue

A solted heavy trouth

To try to trash-up You

For I have decided

To stylise the tip of the iceberg

The part of me that world is allowed to see

Will be

As hot as the touch of the cold sea

Liquid and foamy hue

A solted heavy trouth

To try to trash-up You

Oaieo

Is the way with ice

In anyway You light it

If you put a spot light

Ice will do not last

The part of me that world is allowed to see

Will be

A sponge in a cup of tea

Thick and sweet

Of hue indiscreet

A strong and heavy brew

A rafty heavy and stew

Liquid and foamy hue

A solted heavy trouth

To try to trash-up You

Oaioeo