Testi Fragile Dreams - Limbus

Fragile Dreams

The constant motion of the stirring wheels;
Make you question the lies that everyone seals
They move around in the fields of dreams;
To pound and take control of your schemes
Sparks lit up the eye of the storm;
To encourage my spirit to run and break the norm
Then I flew over the obstacles;
Lying in shiver yet they try
To strew my dreams;
Throughout the sky