+ This is about holocaust +
I see it in your eyes...

I feel a hardness in my throat,
Then a wrench in my gut...

In the midst of destruction,
The world turns to cold...

The rain drips down my face,
Mixed with salted tears...

I am hushed,
By the branch of a tear...

Marble clicked beneath my feet,
As I guide my hand to rail...

My eyes are closed inside the box,
One last dream before I wake...

Blistering into death,
A banquet I enjoy...

I wrote you a letter,
A few words just to say...

A face of no serenity appears with tears of...
A darkened cloud is forming threatening to rain...

My Sweet Prince
Lipstick scrawled along the wall...

My heart beats a rhythm,
It's just to get me by...