War.

In the evening of my death, I am surrounded by war. Fallen angels, fallen heros, I know not what this is for. In the eve I do deplore, faith has fallen like an eagle. My mom buys another beagle. Where are you? The rivers that flow, and the seasons that come and go, take me fast or take me slow, I walk in time to what I don't know. In the end, I am not winding down, my mouth has been put into a frown, I look up left and then right, see the beauty of you tonight. Shadows fade and tides will end, you were gone, my faithful friend. All I have is what I lost, nothing is won at any cost. Take the world and let it dwell, into my mind where I can tell, all the worlds that we have known, into the land, our love has flown. Bridges fall, and people weep, in the night, you will sleep, take to heart, the day's apart, I will reside and not depart. All we found into the land, as our lover holds his hand, this land of mine I do not find, are given now a piece of mind. What is wrong is not right, I have not been gone tonight. All we fear is not clear, into the river, we hold dear. The world is black, and it's in ruin, I walk now upon the dune. The heart and mind will forever dwell, into the land, I cannot tell. Where we fall into the land, our heart will hold your hand, times have come and rivers run wild, laughing like a little child. In the seasons that we fear, everything has fallen near. Taken like the faithless night, here comes the light, here comes the light. You walk in fright. All the world where we go, no one has gone below. Into the heart where we can tell, the coming of night will listen well. Shadows fade back away, and gone I will forever stay. Night is mine and mine alone, I whisper lonely as a stone.