You all are fickle beasts.
Turn your attitude to apathy and hide your other cheek.
Monsters dressed as wolves, posed as sheep.
No man shall win this battle.
I drop my shoulder to brace for the fall.
I carry on but the hills are steep and the cliffs are tall.
No time for second guesses.
You all are fickle beasts.
This is why I ride carelessly through the night.
Slaying beasts and making enemy's.
Sleep is for the weak.
Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 11:54 PM UTC
You all are fickle beasts.
Turn your attitude to apathy and hide your other cheek.
Monsters dressed as wolves, posed as sheep.
No man shall win this battle.
I drop my shoulder to brace for the fall.
I carry on but the hills are steep and the cliffs are tall.
No time for second guesses.
You all are fickle beasts.
This is why I ride carelessly through the night.
Slaying beasts and making enemy's.
Sleep is for the weak.