Ripped away from life, falling beneath the earth
The bane listens not to the mortals cries
Stretch out your arms, still there is no hope
His routine wont be disturbed
Taking the lives of the innocent
his ways cannot be figured
The cloaked reaper takes
whatever he desires
My sight is gray, my tired mind is numb
The mourning wont ever stop
Anger takes control
The Justice's just a mere illusion
If there was a god, he would not have killed her
If there was a god, it would have been different
Open your eyes, we're alone
God is dead, and so is she
The refusal to believe gets weaker
It is true, she's not here anymore
The pain is undescribable
I wont ever understand - death