I’m letting you go -the image so painfully dear. I’m letting you go-the heart cannot bear. The emptiness you left behind, It’s like a hole
They say the eyes are windows to your soul. Your pupils. Oh,they can show Pain, joy, and pleasures. The anger, fear, sadness. The pupils, they
Stockpile military weapons, Stockpile high-volume gun clips Spread of infested rats through the country. Is it our fate? Is this the end? Predicted apocalypse? Registered,
May night, pernicious night A dim eclipse. Chernobyl ash is in the air. No soul around. The darkness has played awful tricks, Crippling veil threw
Eyes blinded by the sun, I didn’t notice when you stole my heart. How masterfully you closed the door Left me wonder and wanting more.