SANGTEKSTER
You can’t ask of a wicked pack
To please hold on the wicked ways back
You can’t ask of your dogs to be cats
Trying to force them would drive the K9’s mad
As they wait behind your bones
They turn and twist and growl
Casting shadows on your soul
And spills over your hope
You can’t know when your weight cage cracks
But try to be good is pushes through the gaps
Why do elephants charge to the attack?
A stampede of the gifts you can’t give back
As they wait behind your bones
They turn and twist and growl
Casting shadows on your soul
And spills over your hope
As they wait behind your bones
They turn and twist and growl
Casting shadows on your soul
And spills over your hope
