Burning Pages
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust,
It Stands Tall, until it falls down.
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust,
Dreams Gone, Tears Fall.
Take it all, you take it all
From me.
But they can’t see,
They can’t see it.
They can’t see,
They can’t feel it.
Red Hands, Blue Face,
Black Scars, Green Fades.
Casket, Casket! Casket, Casket!
It all falls down, as my pages’ burns-
Burns with memories, Burns with honesty.
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust.
It all falls down. Casket, Casket!
Quick, there’s Action.
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