Sunday, March 4, 2012

Nothing is made in fear

The ground I need it no more
Can't even feel it
What is reality now?
More than a dream
More than a feeling
This is true
I was afraid to let you in
Now you are in
No turning back
In to deep
To go to sleep
It's time to sweep
Through the cities
Nations and world
And reap

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