How could things work
When the dark rules the land
When fires turn the seas to sand
And families are destroyed
By their hands
How could an idle hand kill hundreds
Thousands
Millions
With a sick thought and dream
Of agonizing screams
As cities turn to rust
And that rust turns to dust

How could one thing said
Be taken back when the order is kill
Defend the lost
Braving holocaust
As the world is lost in sin
Hell's reign is about to begin
As the just are washed away
But the deepening seas
When polar caps are melted away
To keep humanity at bay

But there's still one thing
That stuck around
In the hearts and minds of man
Love and hope
The only good things in this box
That was made by God's command
Open your heart
Let the light shine
Shut out the darkness
Lock it away
And show that as along as humans stand
Pandora's Box being opened brough the evil
But it brought the good things
That remain

sick shit ur mad brill was going on in ur head n e ways i can praise u all day but that wud take forever so.....end it off withgood job

thanks shannon. Appreciate it. Actually that is pretty much based on two things. Reality and my mind.