Soring on the wings of an angel
I mused to myself...

Now that he's dead
The river runs red...

Blue stricken eyes
Bleeding from terror...

Reading between lines
Talk of destruction...

Shades of grey fall and fade
Dreams lost nightmares made...

I bring the dirt
You bring the bleach...

This knifes bin there for me
In times of need unlike you...

I've been lost, inside my head
As they talk of names and places...

The light is shining onto darkness
The ground gives way...

The grey is lost
And nothing can take it back from you...

I’m leaving this place tonight
Without Thoughts...

Walking to the bathroom
Sipping beer under their glares...