Aug 11, 2017
Cantus Firmus
So empty, so phantom empty I am the dog, you hold the leash I am the slave, you are the master I am the graduate, you are the degree No, a revolver has a drum that revolves In the throats of love, I was weak, no match for her But, the goodbye was sad, strangely unforgiven I understood that society had no room for me, and I had no room for society, I never have To go to the dreamy like society, to the nocturnal side Was like changing sides in a war It's like the blind leading the blind -Darrell Herbert
