Nothing but a memory its now not then that I treasure a glimpse of the past returned to me through the eyes of the innocent. they don't care so why should I!? it when you feel safe that you forget a

Every single moment time will melt away my life What choices do I have? How do I know is wrong or right? How do I speak of what I see through my own eyes Without telling you that the truth youâ€

Our secrets are laid bare before my eyes its I and I alone who can grant passage to our most inner circle. who can judge the weak from the strong? the truth from the falsehood the sacred record of o