We are as blind as our fathers
Lost in ideas of greatness
Ideas that were triumphant
Flashing like lightening
And decaying
Evolving into darkness
Only a streak left in our eyes
Blinded by passion
Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 12:56 AM UTC
We are as blind as our fathers
Lost in ideas of greatness
Ideas that were triumphant
Flashing like lightening
And decaying
Evolving into darkness
Only a streak left in our eyes
Blinded by passion
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