Whispers, hushed murmuring Dark creatures in the alley shimmering The roar and the growl is the old game Now they saunter amidst, like dogs tame With the moves of chess board And pocket full of hidden swords They are ready to pounce Watch out! Everywhere they bounce Listen to their murky voices As the monster inside you rejoices He sings his old tune And you start dancing like a loon Innocent eyes watch your rave Dig up the earth, seeking a cave To hide till a new dawn rises over the bloodied skies
en attente means ‘awaiting’, in french, according to Google (I hope I have used it correctly). For perspective, this is in reference to the incidents of US capitol & frankly, can be extrapolated to many incidents in my own country (if you catch my drift).
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