A distant soul once proud
Had walked the world
And loved it so
A smile
A wish
Another face
Simply lost to the times
Ever so
Taking their role
Within this wheelWithin this world.
The once happy smile
F.A.D.E.D.

Lost on a wind
Forgotten and forelorn
As the world seemed dull
Glazed in darkness
Covered in shrouds
Bleeding puddles
Cries for help
Torment on every street.
Villains lurked
On every breeze
Every heart
Captured with ease
Tortured and hollowed

V.I.C.T.I.M.S.

To the vile
The wicked
The cruel

Left like fools.
Staring at every face
Blank,
empty
Emotionless.
Sparking a fury
A raging flame
Set on the world
Captured by this blaze
This burning sensation
To lead the world
From being astray
And lost with the wicked

To pull back the shrouds
And dust clouds
To strum a new tune
And bring vibrant songs
Of Tales and stories
To lead with blazing chords
Of words and accords
And visions of past
That most definitely
Will burn their way past
Every villain
And leave a world
That lasts.