fear,sitting here, Somehow, I’m left sitting here.

Yet, I fear the thought of being here.

My mind was once clear, but now that you’ve left me here, The only things I hear is a billion voices whinning in my ears.

So cheers, To the strength you once were, To the heads that you turned.

Why must everything be burned?

My memories are very cherishing I’d like to keep remembering for the rest of my lifetime here on this crummy place called earth.

Goodbye my dear. I’ll see you in the next lifetime When I’m not sitting here with fear with a billion voices whinning in my ears.