your are happy and I am too,
and peace around us inside this sanctuary,
To hope one day we have the courage to
open our eyes and see the other side.
So we can overjoyed to what we see out there,
but I now mourn for you and now I see myself only...
I stare on what's in front of me...
A wall...
I open the locked wall and the shinning blinds me,
only to cover me, as if making me regret it.
This is what I see...
The sun...the sky, tainted as if the purity of it has been touched by the infected,
Ground is cracked, trees that were once before, now left me only to leave it's skeleton
To look around...theres no one to find but my reflection on the black water,
Is this what I thought to be?
or is this the fantasy from death,
Mabye so,
or mabyeit's what us sinners have done to it.
I can see God wearing black on this day, now the clouds have rained
upon me and this world, as if the angels pitied it by crying.
Welcome to my side, what is yours?
