Str#ngs
In the shadows, they dwell, with power to lease,
Society’s strings, they pull in peace.
In the grand show, they silently bark orders,
While we walk the path, within set borders.
In the shadows, they dwell, with power to lease,
Society’s strings, they pull in peace.
In the grand show, they silently bark orders,
While we walk the path, within set borders.