Children playing
In the dust of a war...

Between life and death
exist a fog of souls...

9. the bittersweet feeling held inside
8. a stupid act of selfish pride...

The tears in your eyes
the warmth of your hands...

In the present i still see
In my mind we would be...

In a fog of sorrow and pain.
Memories will forever remain...

I am running down the street, trying to forget the...
It's dark, nothing disturbs me, but I feel I have...

My world consists of lies
friends self centered and egoistic...

From the most innocent little flower
now grown into a world of corruption and power...

Here he comes
brutal and mean...

Beneath the surface
Flickering eyes...

Out of the sky
she flies...