Imagine a nice, quiet, calm forest, with little birdies and cute deer and all the cows in the world, and humans too, and everyone is peaceful and nice and go around saying 'Oh hello sir, may I get you a cup of water?' or 'Would you like me to groom your cat by licking it?'. Imagine your perfect world.
A falling star
Least I fall alone.
I can’t explain what you can’t explain.
You're finding things that you didn’t know
I look at you with such disdain
Then imagine it being torn down, razed to the ground, heads on spears, people beating the crap out of each other with their own organs, people eating cows (no offence), people eating deer, people eating endangered animals, people killing each other, and in the end the world is all ruled by one hell of a son of a bitch.
The walls start breathing
My mind's unweaving
Maybe it’s best you leave me alone.
A weight is lifted
On this evening
I give the final blow.
Now think how lucky you are that the world isn't that bad.
Yeah, I know it works.
Currently reading: Eulalia! - Brian Jacques. I haven't read a Redwall book in a loooong time, but I'm not stopping any time.
When darkness turns to light
It ends tonight,
It ends tonight.
Just a little insight won't make this right
It’s too late to fight
It ends tonight,
It ends tonight.
1 comment:
Gee thanks Wuish, that helped ALOT.
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