Rain that endlessly falls
That comes from rivers that flow downward...

Everyday is more grueling then the last
Everyday I wake without your "Good...

Was it all a lie
Was I really nothing...

I don't see anything
In this broken world worth seeing...

What make a person a person?
A soul...

I just... I thought...
We had it all...

You have a right to be saved..
Just because your broken doesn't mean anything...

We had an inferno going
So bright, colorful, and exquisite...

Shots fired from all sides
Taking heavy hits everywhere...

With the thief now gone
I can look back and see...

There is a void in my heart
It can't be filled...

I always wondered why love, passion, and zeal are...
Why we say fiery passion...