The dead silence is spreading through me, sending chills down my spine.
All this confusion, all this hatred, the anger.
It will consume us in the end.
For we know no better than to blame.
We are innocent, we haven't done anything wrong.
We are the ones who have been wrongfully accused.
All we wanted was a touch of heavenly light, a breath of life.
So that we could dream again, with a little vision of the sun in our head.
We believed it could be.
But the fever is spreading, throughout our bodies and into our hearts.
What we looked for can no longer be found.
Because we are searching in the past for something that which no longer exist.
We failed to see that, what we were feeling wasn't anger... It was disappointment.
What we want isn't there anymore.
We have to accept the truth for what it is.
Even if it hurts us the most as we are beings that need to live in the present.
Not in the shadows of our past.
There are times when i wish i could just go back in time.
Make it all come undone.
Make it so that it never happened.
But i can't, things happen for a reason and who am i to question them.
I died for the dream only to realise that it was just a dream and something that could never be real, so i died again for the truth of my reality.
Just wished that i would've known earlier...
Being evil has a price.