I said I would not do
Who had stopped
They no longer listen to that voice
That he would not seek
For in the background
I know I cannot help myself
Words to the wind, lost in time
Felt with the weight bodies lying
They call me… they call me weak
No pride, will or estimates
But do not understand
Because this is not me
It comes from fear
Words to the wind, lost in time
Felt with the weight bodies lying
The fear that lead us
Lead us to trust
Fedding my search for blood, my predator side
The blood that bathes in washes me
Set me free, take me as I am.
The fear that drive us
Lead us to trust
To be rational in the irrational
Creating false state of comfort
While still claiming lives…
Living without guilt
Words to the wind, lost in time
Felt with the weight bodies lying
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