the vacant lake... gleaming ice... covered in water... the only movement... is traffic... coming and going... what can i say... have i been useful... will this end... when will happiness come... how will this night turn out... who will see the sadness in my eyes... where will the body be found... something is missing...
we have been waiting for you, anticipating you we shall not lose faith in all that is heaven. and Heaven is such a small place. seconds to minutes to hours to days. screaming for something that's something I will never hold. all around you is tinder for the Gods. storms across the Battlements, the After Fire.
if we gain it by severance... we gain the most of all... annihilate your kindness... twisting those involved... scense of revoulution... scense of your destruction... we are desolation... we are isolation... feel it... coming again... feel... dont care at all... fell it come again... feel... isolation...