longing for jis mother's craing arms he ended up where people pass away leaving behind no memories or names in a place where tried rain cleans urba veins
all the pain dosn't fell the same as he remembers it
somehow lost his dreams on his hard way to hell here' nothing is what it seems even angels cannot tell
he has't awaken for two days now and no one cares who, whay or how craving for the oblivious paradise he's changed all he's seen into it's size
somehow lost his dreams on his hard way to hell here' nothing is what it seems even angels cannot tell
holding his own arms tight pretending to pray and cray can't convince the far blue sky to let him cease and die