What Happens to the Dead In the End, by Xx+Too+Complicated+xX Subscribe to rss feed for Xx+Too+Complicated+xX

The sky will turn red
My tears will turn into hard stone
We all see what is happening
It happends so slowly
Rest your head
Hide your face
The chemicals are thrown on your face
A gas mask for a pillow
Hate those who safely sleep in their graves

"Mommy help me,
Daddy hold me
Someone come resque us!
What is happening?
Everything will be okay dear we promise,
Just close your eyes and be silent."

This world is a living nightmare
We see nothing but black
The air is salty and shallow
You gasp for breath only to suck in poisin
Dry your tears
They will only burn your face
Pray for death
Heaven is only a step away
But you never thought about it, did you

"Don't you wish you would of turned?
It's too late now,
You are stuck with me.
Don't try to run!
You always had a choice
It's your fault you are here now."

The sky will turn black
The ground will burst open
The flames on your faces
The heat in your skin
The people bag and cry
You always had a choice
It's all your fault
It's too late now
There is no turning back.






Posted: 2008-04-27 01:53:53 UTC

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