giants

 GIANTS

all the giants, that i know,
they couldn't believe,
the mountains had grown.

casting shadow, killing sunlight,
turning all hope,
into midnight.

while the devil, telling two sides,
but we all know,
that they're both lies.

and a promise only reminds,
that a forked tongue,
never sounds right.

from the mountain, through the shadow,
past the rotten,
chained to fossils.

are the good things and the sorrows,
it was our time,
it was our world.

and we all hope, in a past life,
we were giants,
we were alive.