Surrounding feelings
darkness covers the wound...

Fly away above the skies
Away from all the rotten lies...

We have all in someway denied
that over time, our soul had died...

An alcoholic starts his life in the park
by choosing out a bench...

The myth of a monster appears in his mind
comparing with rumors is making him blind...

Honor the men who fought our war
a journey which lies in thy heart...

Her heart still keeps on shining bright
though she feels no love...

Within his big red heart
lies a sleeping beast...

Solution never to be found
twisted feelings to wards me flies...

Her spirit surrounds us
the glow of her heart...

Days spent on nothing
my heart is frozen...

Smiling
though my soul has died...