The world is a cruel and never ending place, that will make us pay. For what? I don't know. The sseasons will change and the world will spin, but my torment shall never end. I will be pushed into a never ending pain the blood will flow and my life will end. Then the world shall crumple and die. Everyone will burn. The roses will turn black and the happyness shall fade to be replaced by anger, hate, and frustration. The world has reached it's end. It will explode and become nothing more than specks in the universe. The screams ecoing in the distance.......