Through The Eyes Of The Dead - Beneath Dying Skies

Beautiful scars cover my broken temple
No one tried to save this the sun's burnt out
Darkness is beginning the sun's burnt out
No more beauty no more life hate and cries
Lie in the hands of all awakened by horror
And screams of people kill themselves
Because they fear dying no need to try
And stop this your time is up beneath dying skies
Suffer for this no words can describe death's bliss slaughter of innocence
The rain that cleanses the scars of ages