Screaming through the flames,
children are told they are the ones to blame...

A mouse pricked it’s ears,
rustles along the bramble his warning...

She’s hiding away from you,
Behind the bathrooms locked stall...

Black and white,
colorless lives...

Voices boom across the radios,
Messages interrupt the television stations...

I hide away,
Under the covers...

Run with all your might,
for the storm of light...

An old doll stirs and does wake,
missing random body parts...

Someone lays in the lonesome dark,
trying weakly to heal their scathed body...

Looking through my prison’s windows,
stuck up in my bedroom till the angels come...

It’s almost 4 am,
the moon has disappeared...

There was this girl,
the one you never knew...