Is fury really the worst aspect my child?
Is fear really the worst aspect my soul?
When the water penetrates the hard soil,
when we're blue as the night sky and black as coal.
When the light was blocked,
when my senses awoke,
when the sound had stopped,
when behind those words there was no hope.
When cast iron was tough,
steel just broke,
when a feather was rough,
when we lost our scope.
When we lost our Calvary,
when we lost our honour,
when the walls were bland without graffiti,
did all this just make us stronger?
Picture from the net- ( http://trendsupdates.com/drug-tainted-us-water-according-to-associated-press-research/)
Is fear really the worst aspect my soul?
When the water penetrates the hard soil,
when we're blue as the night sky and black as coal.
When the light was blocked,
when my senses awoke,
when the sound had stopped,
when behind those words there was no hope.
When cast iron was tough,
steel just broke,
when a feather was rough,
when we lost our scope.
When we lost our Calvary,
when we lost our honour,
when the walls were bland without graffiti,
did all this just make us stronger?
Picture from the net- ( http://trendsupdates.com/drug-tainted-us-water-according-to-associated-press-research/)
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