People are mindless, once it hit, they gain madness.
Throwing, shouting, though none of my business.
I can see the results being cuts and bruises.
They have all the choices, but chose not the wisest
Do whatever they pleases.
Dreams broken into pieces, in this world that's in crisis.
Forgot everything good, what the Lord and Christ is!
That is when the bad things siezes.
Then after they ask for forgiveness.
After all the fall and loses
And think everything's fine, someone will carry their crosses
Just a matter of time, they'll feel the thorns of the roses
No comments:
Post a Comment