The new modern times (枫林音乐，慢兔绘画）

 

The new modern times

 

Your hands the shade of a dog
Invisible on scissors of god
Holding a thread of odd
Nurture an evil kind of bud

The flower of the times
The fruit the seeds of lust
The new modern times
In a cornor dark and damp

Who is behind the lamp
Trying to seek some hopes
Trying to understand
The new modern modern times

Join me and open your eyes

Take a look at the stem and leaves

Take a look at the seeds

Marching on the drums