Takhor Sorakaliul
they cannot hear your cries
for they haven’t the cars
nor have they the eyes
to see your tears
you cannot make them care
their hearts is stone
and not a wisp of will is there
to ever atone
they cannot hear your cries
for they haven’t the cars
nor have they the eyes
to see your tears
you cannot make them care
their hearts is stone
and not a wisp of will is there
to ever atone