Boomerang

What comes around goes around.

Alone in the cold
Bearing the weight of the world

He sets his burden within
The last boomerang
Filling it with sin.

What comes around goes around.

Hurls it across
Lands unknown
Through time, through all
It has been thrown.

What comes around goes around.

With force of impact
The man is stung
Alive but barely in tact.
The boomerang's Song is sung.

What goes around comes around.




Don't dish out what you can't handle.
This is the downfall of the world.
Our world.