the night falls without a sound, cold and alone are we.
the emotion for which you sacrifice yourself
flares once, then dies,
smothered by your obsession.
all hope must end.
your heart desires no more.
how could you cause such hurt?
lost souls surround us, crying,
we are fallen.
Vá hvað mér leiddist en ég veit að ég er léleg í ensku C=
Actual reality, act up, fight AIDS.