Dirt and blood,
Sand and rain,
Tears and terror,
Friends and betrayors,
Wounds then scars,
Scared then happiness,
Fright then hopw,
Hate then love,
Friends and then enimes,
All the scars that never go away...
Will torment you through all your nights alone...
Terror will return and love will grow stronger,
Long past friends will become strangers...
Those who betray become pure...
All the tears and terror will be remembered and the long held scars will come to mind...
The fright that became hope will become stronger and the hate that turned to love will be mighty
A thought of only darkness prevail...
And never shall the purity of love find your grasp...
Dirt then rain...
Sand then blood...
Tears then terror...
Screams then cries...
Love then lost...
Friends then foes...
Betrayors led the betrayed and the evil sought no light...
Though terror dies a new fright is born...
With in the darkness that is not seen nor heard it breaks loose to cause more sorrow than ever has been pourn apon any one person before...
Cry out to the love that be the only to prevail...