A near death experiance,
happened to me...
She lays, covered in lace
Her cold lifeless hands...
Though her dreams her wish is to keep,
Her sanity likes to play hide and seek...
The sun is dying,
I pray to death...
Final moment drawing near
One more meal before the end...
Has your country ever had a difference so strong...
we are suppose to be the country...
The shadow beckons me forward
I am drawn to take a step...
Mirror, Mirror
Mirror, mirror, on the wall...
Her eyes are empty, like her soul
The tears are flowing out of control...
A great battle has taken place
The battle of the age...
Golden-Blue gaze watches from below
Wings bound...
Tonight I shall drink a toast on you,
Believing you're all right...