As the stone tower crumbles
A few make it out
A chariot waits
Horses strong and stout
To carry them through
The unending chaos
The fools have unleashed
On the world for a cost
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
As the stone tower crumbles
A few make it out
A chariot waits
Horses strong and stout
To carry them through
The unending chaos
The fools have unleashed
On the world for a cost