STARING AT AN ENDLESS PLACE OF HATE A PLACE OF BETRAYAL REPRESSED BY THE DARK, IS IT TOO LATE JUST LOOK AT THE NEEDLE
SOMEHOW I FEAR IT'S TOO LATE FOR THIS PLACE BEHIND THE WALLS SOMEWHERE BEYOND OUR HATE WILL THE SUN EVER SHINE AGAIN? SOMEHOW I FEAR IT'S TOO LATE FOR THIS PLACE BEHIND THE WALLS HOW LONG, HOW FAR? IT'S THE TOUCH OF DEATH
COULD THIS BE THE END OF OUR RIDE? MY NIGHTMARES ARE CLOSER AFFLICTED BY WAR, I WISH I COULD DIE TO AVOID THIS SLAUGHTER