
The Fallen
The bullets fly past some hitting their mark As many fall in the mud mingled with their blood Cries go … Continue reading The Fallen
The bullets fly past some hitting their mark As many fall in the mud mingled with their blood Cries go … Continue reading The Fallen
Your troubles are all I hear anger used hiding your fears Forgetting who and what you are from humanity you … Continue reading Grain of Sand
Black heart, black as night why do you with all fight? Hate worn on your sleeve for none there is … Continue reading Black Heart, Black as Night