THE SOUND OF DEATH
ALL SURROUND
THE TASTE OF GRIEF
BITTER STRONG
VACANT EYES
SO OLD AND WORN
BROKEN HEARTS
SO HURT AND TORN
LIGHT HAS FADED
DREAMS HAVE DIED
SOULS ARE JADED
MONSTERS RIDE
SHADES OF BLACK AND GREY
NO FLOWERS BLOOM
NO SUN SHINES DAY
NIGHT BUT NO MOON
THE TEARS THEY POUR
THE FUTURE LOST
NO CHANCES MORE
LIFE THE COST
WHERE HAVE THEY GONE
NO CHILDREN HERE
NIGHTMARE GIRPS LONG
LOST IN FEAR
YESTERDAY NEVER WAS
TOMORROW NEVER TO BE
TODAY JUST FUZZ
WITHOUT THE CHILDREN
NO ONE IS FREE
WHERE ARE THE CHILDREN
Tracey D. L. Wrixon
