Della Vossa

Glass jaw, violet stars elevate my soul and my mind is bizarre. Sing words to bring hurt. I beget the earth. Silence my curse. Hollowed verse to bring a quench to your thirst. Wake the nurse its my time my life. I drew first. God of Gods the Don of Dons I create this universe. Measure me I measured your worth and found only the dirt. Question my faith I sentenced the rain. Moons of design we finish this game. I am still lame do you know my name the King of the plains The first of his name Della Vossa still I remain.