What do you have to hide? Is it rainbows and butterflies? Or demons and a sad lullaby doomed forever or happy till the end? Rivers flowing in the sand, and blood on the other side. Soft symphony and a hard getaway skies might turn red and bleed to death, rainbows might vanish and steal the soft stories count the dead and wait for morning Help me is a word thatβll never help, save me is a word thatβll never save, its all you, its just you. unleash the monster or wait for an angel the dawn is near, but the light is clear, shiver away your fears and walk through the shadows.