Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Black Death

Before I spot this mental axe
Do you wish death upon blood filled ears?
If I am blinding your fears
How are you so sure about death?
Our fathers have left a trail full
We walk the dark where the dead lay
Oh dear sea, do you fear me like they do?
Again and again I question the same questions
All this time we have here
We'll die knowing nothing
We're walking on your ashes
These eyes seek the boundless
Our mothers have left a trail full
We walk the dark where the dead lay
Oh dear sky, do you fear me like they do?
Again and again I question the same questions