The days are long and weakness over comes me
I become breathless, sitting and staring into the night
I can't stop wondering when the future wil cease to be
Can things be suceeded before there is no more light
Little time to make a change in this teacherous place
If only I could erase the horrors, the screams, the expressionless face
Life is lie a journey with too little blank space
I desire to heal those little faces and free their minds from their inner cases
I would make life an endless fright
I would protect them and let my desires of helping them up hold
I would halt my fears and give me fight
If I could save their souls, the would be free from the cold
The screams have halted and more departed with strenght in a day never known
Death has conquered, allowing souls to rest no forgotten and no longer alone