Another night another pointless fight flashes are jumping through the sky when life dies nobody ever asks why night has crept in death is meeting us in sin Tomorrow will be too late Tomorrow Is locked up behind the final gate tomorrow is a voice without hate
OK, this is not the final version, just a script, those who know me, you know how I operate…if there are lines present that do not make sense skip them and neglect the typos..this is not polished or edited work.
I will probably change a thing or two as the day goes by or tomorrow if I find the available time.
OK, this is not the final version, just a script, those who know me, you know how I operate…if there are lines present that do not make sense skip them and neglect the typos..this is not polished or edited work.
I will probably change a thing or two as the day goes by or tomorrow if I find the available time.
I just want this out of my head, so to speak.