The clouds are dark, but it ceases to rain.
The dullness in the sky
Is a reflection of the world’s discrepancy.
The breeze freezes it seems cold.
But the chilly wind’s
An emblem of the world’s apathy.
In nature’s eye
We portray our acts as horror.
Our neighbors wail in the pit,
We offer no help.
Evil roams beneath the comet,
The heavenly bodies shiver.
Conspiracy in our blood,
Yet we pray for peace to reign.
But with unity in chains,
Pandemonium abounds.
« return.