i still hear youre cries
i still hear youre fright
tears fall from your eyes
like rain from the sky
the taste of reality
so sweet so sour
echoing the springshowers
i was kept in a dark room
awaiting my fate,my doom
i never tasted the sweet/sour freedom of reality
til that night
dead,there lay,i
a lifeless body lay there
consumed by the sick twisted fate of its own fanasty
