8 acessos
Light! You could be brought into the light
But you'd rather shine down upon everyone else
As if you were a god, a god of the sun'.
Control! You would take control and mold us into your clones
As if we were clay'
There you are! Shining down on everyone
While you keep in the dark
Night! With all your might you would hold us down
As if we were ants under a magnifying glass
And you were burning us alive'
You'd burn us alive!