Seasons

Eve of Mourn
Sickness forms… seasons
Beauty gone
Sadness spawns… seasons
Sorrow, in and out of the point of pain
Reborn, by the way of thoughts gained
Helpless, searching for the answer to death
Dying, waiting for the last breath
Deformed, deformed lives
Unspoken words of a worthless cause
Lust is disguised
Forgotten ones scream in pain
Lost in demise
Whispers carry through the winds
To hide their shattered lives
Wither and die
(Bridge)
Decieved by the belief in hope
Bow down before the fate of all
Sea of bliss
Wave of conscious all drowning
How could I be so blind