Post by Philly Morgana on Dec 15, 2005 15:06:34 GMT -5
Slashed scars in the nights sky
Crying from the days wear
Tearing scars the beauty
Of a thousand years past.
Desires of a thousand people
Lost in a thousand faces
Daylight holds new a hope
This is crushed by the growing darkness.
Loosing all sight and mind
All coherent thought turns to madness
The facade says every thing is all right
When truly it’s screaming out in pain
When the beauty starts to regain itself
On the 1st light of the dawn
You know the hope will extinguish again,
But nothing else matters than the new dawn.
Crying from the days wear
Tearing scars the beauty
Of a thousand years past.
Desires of a thousand people
Lost in a thousand faces
Daylight holds new a hope
This is crushed by the growing darkness.
Loosing all sight and mind
All coherent thought turns to madness
The facade says every thing is all right
When truly it’s screaming out in pain
When the beauty starts to regain itself
On the 1st light of the dawn
You know the hope will extinguish again,
But nothing else matters than the new dawn.
