Promises / scribe021

Promises

Guarantees like flags on a mast
The Wind Hurts
In the act of deception: as the wind blows
So they change their ideas

There's profit behind words
And fact is simply a commodity of the day
He who is stronger is right
Morality in the corner is silent

Promises flow like a river
♪ Making land full of gold ♪
And below the stone cold
Where hope is silent