They come at me relentlessly
The ones who reap on fields of misery
Not with your eyes you'll ever see
Yet their discovery can be your destiny
If that is so do not despair
The burden is not yours to bear
The truth be told you now may see
The hidden parts inside of thee
To them then on we stop and bow
The ones who brought us back to now.
Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 6:53 AM UTC
They come at me relentlessly
The ones who reap on fields of misery
Not with your eyes you'll ever see
Yet their discovery can be your destiny
If that is so do not despair
The burden is not yours to bear
The truth be told you now may see
The hidden parts inside of thee
To them then on we stop and bow
The ones who brought us back to now.