Mazes tall as Towers spires
Numb fist clench when smiles are sour
In disguise our eyes are awake
Pretending to be blind
Works of stars
the pinnacles are
And amongst them are we
All we can
is fade and sleep
Such truth waits in all things,
It neither hastens
it's own
delivery
nor resist it.
We cannot save what
is meant to fall
But believe me, I tried
I tried to settle here
I knew the way
to collapse things
before everyone else did
These words
itch your ears
till you understand them.
Super:)
30Pantera 2 years ago
no i zaje ;D
savvikiss 2 years ago