THE DEEDS AND THE DAMAGE

Eyes full from a spiteful scene what the minds still haven't taken in no name - nothing to compare with this sense of shame when hatred starts to fade true waterfalls rushing down on us and we cannot but stay when trapped in this raging force no metaphor no, not anymore when becoming aware

of the deeds and the damage made look closer - who's responsible there's no get away inside a man forever blamed smash the mirror then erase the trace to break the waves but will you ever be able to face yourself again never ever, never ever careful, being on the watch critical, with a rising pulse we steal - what's been given to us and forget the cause for all wasted wars