Showing results for tag "Odd"
Many things wash past my view If thy observes, madness ensue Many things to cloud the eye And all those things thy glorify. For down below root stem and leaf Our thoughts act on belief. For what is man without another? For the Gods curse us as Brothers What beasts we are, in human flesh We bind our souls and minds, enmesh. With simple things thy cannot see Love and hate, these things the key.Tags: Odd, Mad, Madness