Sunday, November 20, 2011

the cycle of the wheel


Trojan horses
Galloping in the shadows
Light of the darkness
They don't want to disappear

Frogs out of the pond
Croaking lies to help its own
They run where sweetness roll
Plenty of insects in the vault

Trojan horses
Frogs out of the pond
They play a similar game
They play it for themselves

They live of lies
They spin for their own
They want to look relevant
Only there is a small audience

The witch fire
The boiling cauldron
They dare not go near
They know their fate

The will of the people
They will hide in shiver
The cycle of the wheel
They can't escape

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