Anonimous Junk/Archaic junk

The world is just what I expected,
they will have the longer ride to catch me.

The sun had turned west
as they have started,
our evening lays golden over the land
before them.

Be off now as quickly as you may!

That is why they were now riding in silence,
galloping wherever the ground was grassy and smooth,
dark mountains on the left,
in the distance the line of the river
with its trees drawing even more closer.

The sun had turned west
as they have started,
our evening lays golden over the land
before them.

He turned to me while I was in the air
and had swung one hand to his pussy.

Knocked me,
sprawled me,
floor.

His voice was deep and ominous
as a distant brother volcano.

The group had rehearsed around his head,
putting together some musical numbers
from the archaic junk.

The sun had just turned up from east,
they have started,
this morning
will fall gold at the land
who bewitched them.