• a cold breaze had blown.

    heres another storm.

    poring out words down on me.

    now my mind is black.

    my heart is sore.

    my soul has darken.

    how bout you get alittle closer.

    ill break your face.

    go ahead and cry like rain.

    hide behind nothing.

    i will find you through these shadows.

    these punches will be thunder.

    your a little fool.

    you have no one.

    your heart will be strucked by lightning and fried.

    opps, looks like your dead