Half-handed Cloud

Tounges That Possess The Earth Instead

Half-handed Cloud


The unbelievers seem to have it good 
And I envied arrogance when I saw their prosperity 
They've no stuggles 
Free from burdens 
Common to mankind with lives that shine resplendently 

Pride is their necklace 
They deck themselves out in violence 
The conceits of their minds know no limits 

Mouths lay claim to heaven 
But tongues possess the earth 

They seem like they're doing fine 
And I've worshiped all this time 
Have I followed you for nothing, Lord?
Then you show me they walk on a ground that is slippery 
In your mind they're a dream 
When you wake 
Their life's theme will be only a fantasy