Life throws you down time and time again.
There is know way to escape from this awful land.
You are a ticking clock, a dying rose.
You are digging your grave deeper, things are not getting any better.
You are drowning in the sea, you are getting farther and farther from the light. You can’t move you are just watching your life fall to pieces.
You are a dying rose, a heart beat slowly fading into the abyss.
The darkness is clouding over the once clear sky.
Your light is distant, it is to late for you.
Your game is almost through only this time, you loose.
No one cares anymore, you are crying all alone, your ship left you on the shore. You dance with the flames till the end, but you are only a dying rose.
You are almost completely gone now, nobody notices as your last petal drops.
The drum is beating your final performance .
Boom, one more second,
Boom, this is the end,
Boom, lights are out, the clock stopped and you just slip away.
Your petals are gone the once beautiful rose has withered away,
Boom another life is gone....
