...We learned to sing
the songs of our forefathers and
drank the wine that they brew
though we never really understood
We learned how to create a spark
and made it last the night
We danced around the fire
the fire that brought so much warmth
til it burns and we
learned to scream
hoping the agony would fade
But it stayed and it stayed
to define our existence
So we dream of dreams
dreams we never had
as a salvation in the dark
and managed to climb the tree that
leads to heaven
only to fall and beg on the ground
So
we dug a grave instead
desperately trying to bury the
madness...
Apr 25, 2013
Apr 25, 2013 at 9:44 AM UTC
...We learned to sing
the songs of our forefathers and
drank the wine that they brew
though we never really understood
We learned how to create a spark
and made it last the night
We danced around the fire
the fire that brought so much warmth
til it burns and we
learned to scream
hoping the agony would fade
But it stayed and it stayed
to define our existence
So we dream of dreams
dreams we never had
as a salvation in the dark
and managed to climb the tree that
leads to heaven
only to fall and beg on the ground
So
we dug a grave instead
desperately trying to bury the
madness...
Mek
02.23.13
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