Reality sickness seeps in to me
Death now would be no tragedy
Shunued and scorned I am alone
No body,forever,never more.
The radiant sparks in the sky the march of green dolls
the ground silent and red advance without a cause
Huge crashs
Dying candle souls can they not bless me i must
I must kick them out
Trampled meaning of peace endless human greed and exiled
peace have lost their way desire runs amok i can't
stop it meaningless acts by command
The victor gets nothing in the end ending makinds denie
but you can't stop the way everyones crazy
Who will listen to our screams?
Who will listen to our screams?
now i wait for god's revelation do you know the meaning
of the dying and the born