I see the evil and hate in the flames;
As it slowly burns into my eyes...

Sometimes I reach out,
Stretching my hands toward the sun...

Sorrow stands still; as my shadow,
but...

Can you hear the rain?
I hear it hit my windowsill...

Tears to me are a way of letting go
All the pain in your heart that must unfold...

Love is a priveledge, honor it to be true.
It is hard to come by unlike trust which is easy...

This is the last time...
I will pick up this knife...

How dim...
Oh, so dim...

-Water falls-
[Its cold and clear; the outline is there...

Everyone is dead
Mentally so am I...

"Please run away!"
"No! I won't leave you, I'm going to stay...

How are we dodging death?
I think it's form is stealth...