lay your head here,
don't be of fear my dear.
the world will soon stop
spinning,the winners will stop
winning,the losers will stop
losing.
soon death will arrive.
the smell of rotting corpse's
laying across empty building's,
parking lots,and streets.
no more children at playgrounds,
no more dogs chasing cats.
so don't fear my dear the end is
near,don't hold your chin down,
bring it back that smile,make me
see the last light of my life before
i say good night.
