Written by Pino-x
Who do we blame?
Our fear have overtaken us,
Our shadows have fallen behind, we no longer possess the Hope to live.
Who are the living among the dead, to reach for the fallen,
our pain our sickness, our hearts are empty of the love we once desired,
were is the joy of the righteous, why are they walking like corpses?
Our clothes and make-ups are hard to reveal the truth, don’t be deceived,
No one is left behind. The rich also cry.
Walking like Corpses, May be the walking dead.
Don’t hate the trauma, embrace the dilemma,
it won’t last forever, so they say.
HOpe is all we Need.
Do not hate the player change the game.
Help who you can help.