Can't believe Alison's disease Florescent, the storelights describe the end and I can't forget it Demons can return. He caught up with her. Murderous hands cripple her eyes and mind and I can't blink so
Hail defeat. It's reached everyone. Plague generation (our last one) The sun will rise again. Not for Alison That's what I see when I look in her eyes and I can't breath so
Maybe I can piece together five cold days in late December. Stories of a monster swallowed in a snow covered Lake Tahoe. Shining in her desperate despair, Alison was there. A moment I can freeze but she can't be the same person she used to be. Alison is gone. Alison is gone. (Alison is gone)
And Alison resides, on that frozen mountain side. Thats what I see when I look in her eyes.