Demons fight in the wilderness wide
They attack you from behind
And I loved to fool myself
About sparring with them
Truth lies with the moss
Covering the sword that never saw a fight
After I fled to hide behind the field
Where far further I yield
There sits rocks that plays the part of walls
protecting and sheltering me
My back down on a callous mattress
My eyes up on a clouded night
This is where I lie
Nov 14, 2024
Nov 14, 2024 at 4:17 AM UTC
Demons fight in the wilderness wide
They attack you from behind
And I loved to fool myself
About sparring with them
Truth lies with the moss
Covering the sword that never saw a fight
After I fled to hide behind the field
Where far further I yield
There sits rocks that plays the part of walls
protecting and sheltering me
My back down on a callous mattress
My eyes up on a clouded night
This is where I lie