We Are But Dust And Shadow

INHALT

As I Sit In Darkness, Drowning In Silence I Begin To Hear A Violent Downpour Outside. I Leave The Safety Of My Solitude And When I Walk Outside I See That It Is Not Rain Falling From The Heavens, But Blood. Now Removed From The Darkness Of My Confines I Can Suddenly Hear Not Only The People Of The World, But The World Itself Screaming.