“the chain of retaliation is what will truly bind this world together as one”
That which looks healthy may be dying on the inside.
Birds in the sky,
Carry these words for me,
Life tasted sweet,
It let me live,
Let me breathe,
Love hurts so bad,
But still saved my soul,
Flowers of a brighter past, they bloom so free!
Beneath the sun,
I want to give them to you,
So you can see,
What we left there.
When all hope bleeds out
What remains is doubt
Should have left it all for you
As your time draws near will you live in fear
Could have left it all for you!
sans lingua franca, the world will be torn asunder, and then, it shall be free.