| Appearance of the Voice |
| The day'd be gray he'd said ask him to chase the early rising sun next day look for the highest place to stand don't understand the bodiless voice (your brain ride the ring) I think I have to flee from him don't dare to chase the early rising sun one day or am I condemned forever to ? the roads (they will make this the route we take) the road is so white all skeletons and ? whose ? do I have to play to be ravaged by? and hidden by ? voices inside my rotting brain so now I must end this ? I have to question myself I don't want to go on forever ? ? ? ? she is the one whose light ? she ? the shadows of ? she lives by ? we live we die ? time starts to burn my ? skin now should I flee or should I try to follow are my because I'm a ? the huiman flesh is changing superficial glow thrashing light and ? in experience and history ? I want to care and die like all the others ? I had searched the place just to the ? or do I try to make you trust in me I think I have to flee from here don't try to chase the early rising sun one day or am I condemned for the end of time to? waste of time ? light proclaim my duty to be porepared for final ? |