Nov 13, 2009
End of story, no more shit, no more.
I finally don't have to face anything other than the walls in my house.
But it feels all so weird, yea.
Fuck.
"The Undertaker's Thirst For Revenge Is Unquenchable (The Final Battle)"
My eyes are glistening with the ghosts of my past
The memories that we once had
Now that you've turned the world against me
I'm only trying to win them back
With my eyes sewn shut
To shut down and bathe in these words about me
And now you're standing alone with your eyes to the sun
Standing alone with your eyes to the sun
That heaven and earth may strike their sounds together
Worlds are ruined this way,
And we've all been there time and time again
Before the battle always seem so still
And I will see you someday again in the clouds
And I will see you someday again in the clouds
All the world's a stage!
And all the world's a stage!
With my eyes sewn shut
To shut down and bathe in these words about me
And now you're standing alone with your eyes to the sun
Standing alone with your eyes to the sun
That heaven and earth may strike their sounds together
Worlds are ruined this way,
And we've all been there time and time again
Time
My eyes are glistening with the ghosts of my past
And what we once had
And all the world's a stage
I existed because I dreamed
And well, I dream no more
I've given up on the entire human race
[Spoken:]
Empty... is the sky before the sun wakes up
Empty... is the eyes of animals in cages
Empty... the faces of women in mourning
When everything has been taken from them
Me? Don't ask me about empty
In my own world,
10:41:00 PM
