The cars pulls up & I look around.
I smile, Im saved I think to myself...
Where are you all going
You leave me in the rain...
The gray stones are brittle
The shackles pull on my wrists...
So very broken is,
Everything I left here...
Fingers of mist come through the darkness
cold hands seek to steal hope...
When the black doves fly
the shadows grow as they pass by...
Cloud of black, and skies of grey
Clockwork City is back to play...
The night sky so brilliant and bright
Dragons everywhere in my sight...
Trying so hard to be delivered
but they are screaming my name...
"Do it," it whispers.
"One throw and you're done."...
A pretty little girl
Sitting in a tree...
This is the end.
I fought long and hard to get here...