If i run to the edge of the cliff,
what would i see?
a rainbow as a gift?
or is it death awaiting me?

Colors are gone
figures are black
the world is clasped by hand
call it a doom shot

the crown of hope shatters
the ruin of love castle
throne seated fear
feelings bow to despair

stationary time
empty minds
all wears them down
humans merge with land

i'm eaten from the inside
i'm sweet coated from the outside
i'm dead yet alive