this morning is a quietest the last time you can see earth in rest. crows look restless and anxiety you know what happens, you have to be first.
fire splits into the sky premonition of the end in your eyes are tears and light child whose love will never fade
how to explain to your brain that your mother will never wake up eyes tearing from the pain stop it stop it stop
wild rhapsody of war. that night who knows where is edge of a destiny morning frost on a broken head why my death is so cold and close to me wild rhapsody of war. why my death is so cold and close to me
counts these bodies like sheep morning frost on a tired leaves weapons in the hands of angel in our hell
your eyes are on the ground lost people crying loud your face is in my blood i'm not a winner. madness i've found.