Light and dark《Part 1》 My thoughts are lost in the mystic frost
I stand not knowing where I Am. listening to the snow bristle Gently thinking about the life that I had once lived. Lives are lost every day but mine is the one I will miss the most. A life that had been lived and the life that people only dreamed of seeing. I had once Lived that life now it has faded into the darkness of the winter light. They cry for me wishing I will come back knowing I won't see the figures that Beamed of Light while i was sorrounded by the void ever again.
Life's gone 《Part 2》
I lived an artist a man who wrote story's of my adventures the adventures that I have gone on until the the incident...
Flashback 《Part 3》
I Remember it like it was my only thought in my head. I walked down the hall without any thought at all of what would happen. But that was Before I saw the man behind the gun screaming for me to get down. My ears ringing of gunshots heard in the distance. He tied my hands behind my back and told me not to say a word. I can smell the gunpowder that was inside the bullet The gun pressed against my head ready to fire. He yells at me to get in the van. I follow his directions but only to be gone with the Mystic Frost.
I stand not knowing where I Am. listening to the snow bristle Gently thinking about the life that I had once lived. Lives are lost every day but mine is the one I will miss the most. A life that had been lived and the life that people only dreamed of seeing. I had once Lived that life now it has faded into the darkness of the winter light. They cry for me wishing I will come back knowing I won't see the figures that Beamed of Light while i was sorrounded by the void ever again.
Life's gone 《Part 2》
I lived an artist a man who wrote story's of my adventures the adventures that I have gone on until the the incident...
Flashback 《Part 3》
I Remember it like it was my only thought in my head. I walked down the hall without any thought at all of what would happen. But that was Before I saw the man behind the gun screaming for me to get down. My ears ringing of gunshots heard in the distance. He tied my hands behind my back and told me not to say a word. I can smell the gunpowder that was inside the bullet The gun pressed against my head ready to fire. He yells at me to get in the van. I follow his directions but only to be gone with the Mystic Frost.
