16 February 2013
We will not follow, We shall not wallow, We shall run through the hollows, Escape this fate, Before the time rings late, We shall escape this trait, As we head for the run of our lives, Against those who do comply, We shall give all, and try, If we succeed or do not, We will be rid of the lot, Because now, you are all that I've got, They can kill me with the arrow, I will bare no sorrows, If it's your death that I borrow, Then you can run, free as a bird, Free to roam the world, And have their horrors uncurled.
Because they need to know, What goes on behind closed doors, As the howling wind does blow.
Stay Safe • Opuss № I