Justice Or Just Ice?
I'd pass aside my tragic times at happy tides and such
See, adjust, to reality, that's my contemplation..
Consummation, different, at night, I eye
The trees, the sky can breathe, forever
Focus is on the other side...
A bunch of lies and stuff disguised
In plain sight, you can't fight obstruction
Satan ain't hiding, plain sight, ain't trying for nothing
Hate, lies a constant, the corruption lacks a consequence