It just so happens that I am tired of the...
It happens that someone dies every minute in the...

As you sit on the coast line watching the waves...

One beautiful rose.
With its soft silky touch...

Rotting bones in the ground,
From those who have died...

Falling to the ground.
Sinking lower and lower...

As you flot down the road you once knew and loved.
Now filled with toucher, blood, and bodies all...

Forget about the past,
its over...