How many tradgedies will follow in a lifetime? how many sad eyes has to be closed and die? No more tears are falling, will be the begining for others escape to avoid sorrow or become another
The fear of future has made me hollow The lies they tell you you easily swallow
How many weak people will be mislead by sects? how many wars can we start before we all disappear? Deeper and deeper are we sinking into the depths of hell nothing can ever save us, not even a spell
The fear of future has made me hollow The lies they tell you you easily swallow
Will darkness dispel and will the pressure go away I'm fragile like a leaf on a winter's day My hope is gone and I'm so afraid close my eyes and hope it all goes away I'm crumbling down like ashes in the wind I isolate myself to become less negative Will I be able to feel secure wherever I go, I hear the death's call DIE