Trapped in an hour of time
Endless confusion clouding my mind
In my pit of despair
I met you
Two trapped in a dirty hole
Life sucking at our souls
Kicking dust
Blown by wind
Shallow people
Who do not think
Hollow bodies
Empty minds
Living a lie of time
Same as before repeated mistakes
Help me out of this hole
Told to up hold societies view's
A sick generation of mass murdering heroes
Vandals to nature
Killing anything pure
To thick to see
They're painting pretty colours on an old dead frame
The wind has blown the clouds away
And in turn has changed the time of day
But with no soul we must go on
Trapped with only confusion holding on.