Trails are being rubbed,
New bridges are built.
Garden are full
Of fake plants without roots.
Voids of the past,
Being tried to heal,
Swords are polished,
Swords of steel.
Shields are up,
Guards are out,
Its planned and being done,
not so loud.
Yeah its fake,
So disturbed I was ,
So, I tried to figure,
The reason the cause.
Its Amongst them all,
The blacks and the reds,
And All is being done,
To be ace of spades
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 4:55 AM UTC
Trails are being rubbed,
New bridges are built.
Garden are full
Of fake plants without roots.
Voids of the past,
Being tried to heal,
Swords are polished,
Swords of steel.
Shields are up,
Guards are out,
Its planned and being done,
not so loud.
Yeah its fake,
So disturbed I was ,
So, I tried to figure,
The reason the cause.
Its Amongst them all,
The blacks and the reds,
And All is being done,
To be ace of spades
