I get in from work at 2 a.m. and sit
After the war
And now that they've sent us homeward
I can't
A lonely cry for help reaching out for help to
All my dark dreams drift like smoke in the breeze
The
I don't care for this world anymore
I just want to
Silently to silence fall
In the fields of futile war
Toys of
I've looked into the heart of darkness
Where the blood red
When you start to take a look within
Do you feel