4 acessos
Went inside the caves of seven wolves
Felt of the forces that lend themselves to speed
Those final words to fracture the very structure
Can't stand this glacial pace
The damage done
It seems these days are getting shorter
Derails my train of thought
What said in hand was done
Chased unforgiveness down these corridors
Locked down the basis for the willing form
A trail far from strayed
The damage done
Set aside from eyes of others
Our frail structures can't keep up with the pace
Brought out for all to see
The damage done
Face contradicting needs
We bring our cages home
For none to see
In vain to lessen
Responsibility
The damage done
It seems these days are getting shorter
Derails my train of thought