The child's mind was in upheaval the veil of all that he had ever known had been torn to shreds revealing a world he could not bear to comprehend
Piece by piece everything falls apart... yet I am still here clinging to my dignity what else is left but to believe in some kind of change? the
The webs they* weave will be designs of our demise reckless in this nuclear age with better judgment paralyzed they've sent our noble sons into a holy
Feel the love because you need a reason to persist feel the love even if it doesn't exist cast down into this world unknown half-aware and dreadfully
Hear the cries of our soul-less suffering we are born into thorn-like chains would you choose life and all of its pain if you had the comfort of a
Struggling to keep it alive But we're lost in the dark I still believe these words can light the way We'll never give up the struggle Even when it
We are here divided in so many ways yet united through our suffering the torment seems so inhumane but it is the common thread of all humanity
