To you the day is as bright as could be.
Happiness fluttering about.
The sweet aroma flowing through air.
All I smell is death
The sun has burned out
All that is left is the dark and just like death I am cold.
No sun to warm me or to brighten my day.
I see depression and fear.
The smell of death seems so welcoming when your day is darker than night.
Happiness fluttering about.
The sweet aroma flowing through air.
All I smell is death
The sun has burned out
All that is left is the dark and just like death I am cold.
No sun to warm me or to brighten my day.
I see depression and fear.
The smell of death seems so welcoming when your day is darker than night.