Hyper little children run about,
My feeling of fun is full of doubt,
And yet this place is going crazy, hazy, losing all control,
Could it be that I have met my end,
Could it be Heaven came and did send,
This world to shine a light, to fright, to blind all reason of suicide,
Fire glowing in between the rivers and the streams,
Has one nights sleep made all my dreams,
And yet this place could it be real, feel a dark surrounding in this place,
Could it be that shadows are forgotten,
Could it be that the poisoned apple has gone rotten,
This world might light a match, to attach to this life of mine,
Drying tears with tissue,
This could be a smile I issue,
The smiles of other people make this happy, little chap fall about,
I've never felt a feeling quite like this,
A chance I just cannot miss,
And yet this world has something, beating in the dark,
Fold the bandage round the wound,
My brain isn't quite tuned,
Could it be the dimension of fake smiles, constant trials began,
I've never seen so much blood,
In the light not a thud,
Just a shot, gone to pot is the people of peace,
Carry the faces,
One by one to their places,
Home land, cold hand on the plane too the dirt,
I've never boiled up with hate,
Quite like this and this fate,
Shoot at her mouth to stop her making people cry, people die with her evil words.
She's suffering too much attention,
In this amount of condemnation,
It becomes faded, I have made it - out of there,
Could it be my eyes flicker,
Could it be my smirks quicker,
Maybe my Hells just something more,
Smirk a little there's something much deeper dark something more in store!
