Tuesday, 24 December 2013

Fade To Black

Here comes the wind
Humming the song of the end
Where all the tears were shed
While lost people used to pent
Where broken hearts no longer mend
Where there no masks to wear or pretend

Here she runs again and hide
Escaping all the thoughts inside her mind
She keeps on sneaking and looking behind
Where all the scars she used to find
She wants to have a safe side

Sick of those who always leave
She is falling from the tree like a leaf
Wishes she finds a relief
But all she finds is more grief

Where thee...
Seek the truth no more
See the future bluer
No peace only war
All the angels fall
Life is a disease

And death is the cure