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Truba Sonata

: Black and gray clouds willow in the balance as the sun falls. Rain plays a heart warming tune, on the pavement. Emotions stir. A feeling of warmness

: So much time I've wasted. I can truly say I never thought it would come to this. Never would I doubt you, but the truth kept smacking me in the face

: When you see them coming in form. And they say they do what's best for you. Fighting for one total control. They are planned and organized for you

: You live your whole life staring at a wall, your mind goes blank sooner now you will fall. You never learned the things you say to know now, but how

: I don't want to know. And I don't want to see you in this place. Your kind is a disgrace as I spit in your face. And I don't want to hear anymore

: Darkness coats us. The smell of fall. Changing season. The graveyard is alive, black cat across my path, the chill of cold wind, the breath of

Slit my wrists, take away the pain. Slit my throat, everyone's to blame. Lost in the fields of confusion. Restless nights, they're not far away.

Black and gray clouds willow in the balance as the sun falls. Rain plays a heart warming tune, on the pavement. Emotions stir. A feeling of warmness

The wind of life and air from above smells of death. Angels sing of the end. Nothing you say and nothing you try will change time. Human race prepares