Concealing Fate, Part One: Acceptance TesseracT (0 votos)
Now show your hands, your hands
You have no right to complicate
You put to me in your defence
A circumstance in evidence, that's what you said
To me it seems you advertised
It's your chosen last book
Gave you everything, all you need to make your decision
Keep these wounds open for you
Now they're closing, scars remind me
Every moment