SoRRoW
Rage...a disease that has infected
All of the children who feel neglected
They watch from afar, kast aside
Wandering this world alone and denied
Of happiness, a gift granted to all
Xcept those who live behind the wall
Kreated by those who go unnamed
Who kill the souls of the strange and unashamed
See, don't you see...we're walking on your streets
Living and breathing, we never miss a beat
The weak you labeled as sick and atrocious
Are now the strong, angry and ferocious
Singing the song that sorrow sings
Sung by the voices that madness brings
The damage is done, for now its too late
To take it all back, to klean the slate
Hear the voices of the many, once few
They're outside your door and they're singing...to you
for more go 2 a-passer-by.blogspot.com
Rage...a disease that has infected
All of the children who feel neglected
They watch from afar, kast aside
Wandering this world alone and denied
Of happiness, a gift granted to all
Xcept those who live behind the wall
Kreated by those who go unnamed
Who kill the souls of the strange and unashamed
See, don't you see...we're walking on your streets
Living and breathing, we never miss a beat
The weak you labeled as sick and atrocious
Are now the strong, angry and ferocious
Singing the song that sorrow sings
Sung by the voices that madness brings
The damage is done, for now its too late
To take it all back, to klean the slate
Hear the voices of the many, once few
They're outside your door and they're singing...to you
for more go 2 a-passer-by.blogspot.com
squee:
Hey hun, thanks for the add!