So the salmon soars
And the bear bitterly
feasts on their flesh.
His voice is a roar,
Yet his heart does flee
At their very sight.
A shame it may be
That a beast so kind
Causes them to die.
He wants to be free
from fate in his mind,
He can't explain why.
Is it truly sin
if one feels regret,
and would rather die?
Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC
So the salmon soars
And the bear bitterly
feasts on their flesh.
His voice is a roar,
Yet his heart does flee
At their very sight.
A shame it may be
That a beast so kind
Causes them to die.
He wants to be free
from fate in his mind,
He can't explain why.
Is it truly sin
if one feels regret,
and would rather die?
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