I know a ghost,
And when doubted his truth reveals incredible vengeance.
Vanity is a sepulcher.
Do as you please, shame will follow.
Languages rot and insects lose interest;
Mountains of plastic; melting away
As long as these struggles are aimless,
We will all be standing still.
When worded correctly, truth is never a cliche;
This is because so many are attached to their deaf ears.
As long as these struggles are aimless,
We will all be standing still.
All mistakes can be marked by borders.
All of love can be traced to a maker.
Its seems as if what is most important
Isn't noticed when forgotten
Do as you please, shame will follow.
The sun and the moon:
You'll always take them for granted.
What's delicate is lost.
As the selfish forgot what is sacred,
The humble forget themselves.
When worded correctly, truth is never a cliche;
This is because so many are attached to their deaf ears.