Through These Eyes - Kyrbgrinder

Reduce the status of a man

And watch his face distort

The press of age the loss

The tears consumed by secret

Thoughts and

Through these tears

Through these tears

The sun is black the left hand

Path, a love and trust betrayed

This holy flight was just the

Catalyst of ones decay and

Through these eyes

Through these eyes

How we grow dull when the

Purpose is masked with our

Lives in our hands, what will

Bring freedom is the end

Desire, desire!

Tell me how was I supposed

To know, that what I hold

So precious, I let go

If I bare the whip with

The complaint, how can

Expect you’d the same

Through these eyes

It is not prudent to investigate

A fools complaint, You can’t

Account for human weakness

Into our descent and

Through these eyes

Through these eyes