Jean-Luc Picard

Like seeds floating
Fight for what, seems to be real
In the wind drops like rain
Their lives they echo out into
These hands crack at their fates
And spilling the blood
Spilling the blood
A strange man washed amidst
A chasm of seething eyes
Though they say, you can't come back
They, They lied
Don't be scared, run
RUN
Run for their lives and make them
Decide truth or lies
Or run for your life
And make it count

They are wicked
No backbone
Their wishes
They are wicked

We are the avatars
For without us, hope is gone
We're coming back, for you
Don't force us
To brutalize them



Credits
Writer(s): Into The Storm
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