Kategoriat : Rock
You decide, who is the lord of the rings
The master of puppets, burning the strings
Ask yourself, now, at the end of the day
Who failed the most
Yesterday, tomorrow seemed more like yesterday
Now we long for those by gone days
The known unknown is now far away
Yesterday
How brief the moment, we once believed
The guiding hands of the ones who lead
Are big enough, like they were before
Are now so small…
Building a maze of Penrose steps within your head
And lead by example from the ivory tower and golden bed
The long shadow of the money man
Tantrum fits the plan - The new law of the land