Weather bringing darkness to the ground.
Wind and broken hearts spinning all around.
All I can hear is the quiet sound.
The end coming near will soon be found.
Icy hearts ache together bound.
The many demons turning them round and round.
Silent stricken faces can only frown..
How many times will life go hell-bound.
Upon this fantasy land of the great renown.
This dreadful world spiraling down.
