Sunday, September 17, 2017

the pieces of blades


The storm rising
The tides in our eyes
Branding its kind of swords
The pieces of blades shining light

Piercing through the tides
Cutting into our minds
Let the fear touch our hearts
Let there be no mistake

The bad we do
We can't escape
Though we may smile
Standing on the stage

We think nobody will see
What we do behind close curtains
Yet when the truth falls into place
We are stripped naked facing the truth

The storm rising
Only the truth will let us go free
The pieces of blades shining light
Let the fear sinking in our eyes


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