The tears of the fallen.
Some now burning,
some now in the light of a new world.
Some still breathing...
I guess some some just see back,
No interest,
No entertainment,
Just black...
Nothing to see...
Just black...
I wonder to myself what will I see?
I feel I'll see black...
The sins I made are far to many..
Yet, who knows...
Maybe I'll see the light when I leave this world.
See my brother,
But I'm not the luckiest of people.
