It's getting very hard,
To the point it's scarred...

There rests a small village on the edge of town,
It's a humble town, that doesn't make a sound...

The sun, the sky,
To the Earth, and on High...

So far away,
Into the void we are cast...

It is
such a beautiful...

Thoughts of you and I,
Make me sit and sigh...

I entered the hospital room with trepidation,
Carrying the bouquet of carnations...

There seems to be a demon raging deep inside of...
A beast that must ravage love in his animosity...

Insect! Vile worm!
I regret the very day you were born...

Who are you? What do you want?
You need to go away...

Upon the dark of night,
A dread did emerge in my sight...

Pretty flowers still bloom, although they may have...
Openly they live in splendor, and bleakness they...