Living Living is only one part of being Believing is to know just what your feeling You weren't supposed to think you know You heard I'm sure you knowing your growing and it's you Thinking is your own world of living Dreaming is the one way to feeling Yopu wind and your eye can see everything that you The only real person you need to know is you
Fields Of Regret Forever I'll enjoy you undertaking Come to see you every day now if I can Is it not the time for everybody I still wake on the fields of regret There is something to this dream we're all involved in Can I see it, can I say it [May exist] or [Makes sense] Why then don't the night show really matters If we dwell in the fields of regret What horror must invade the mind When the approaching judge shall find Sinful Deeds from all mankind With death and nature in surprise Behold the wretched sinners rise To meet the judge's searching eyes And when the doomed no more can flee From the flames of misery Assist me while I die Wander through those ever thoughts though if imagined But come down on it's so easy to resist (?) Rest me, hide my years upon the planet [or ..ears...] Sound another, no part over, won't forget When we laugh at the fields of regret.
Vendetta
