Riding into the sunset
Where an escape rest in fleeing strands
Light clutches at the shadows that stretch for miles
Reaching for the outskirts of darkness
The sky scrapers tower over us and light up the sky
A bright explosion that dances in sparks
So intricate...
So much... Like a hollywood horror film
I'll play the dead extra
While they prance around in make up
Screaming confusion
The set is withering away
Like the ashes of my body
Scattered to every edge of the film
It'll make so much money across seas
A series that'll capture a nation
Paying big dollars to watch an enemy fall to pieces
Hurry up doll
Finish those last touches of concealer
It's time to make a massacre
