Is it tomorrow a brighter future? Or grey's the colour of living eyes fullfilled with sorrow of silent cries...? My world is a nest of fear and threat fullfilled with pain and wounded chests. Walking these streets... tell me your lies for a piece of truth hidden inside. Start to believe there is nothing left except agony and dying faith. WE MADE LIFE SUPPOSED TO BE LIVED. WE SHAPED IT TO MAKE IT LOOK GOOD. WE RAPED US CAUSE THIS IS OUR LOVE. WE END ALL FOR IT TO BEGIN.