Sun Moon Star

There's no looking back, and don't ever look down

Is the only advice that I ever have found

That's justified each day, with each breath that we take

While we're dying each day from decisions we make



Angels brave the dying

Years lost can't be retreived

Regret, a constant mourning for those surrounding me



You're not getting older, you're just getting old

My youth is wearing off

Better to have loved and lost



Praying hands are tied

I look up to an angel's cry

If the roses don't bloom this time

I'm bleeding their red petals dew off the dead



My pulse beats the blood of the undead