Beneath Dying Skies

Beautiful scars cover my broken temple 
no one tried to save this the sun's burnt out darkness is beginning the sun's burnt out no more 
beauty no more life hate and cries lie in the hands
of all awakened by horror 
and screams
of people kill themselves because they fear dying
no need to try and stop this
your time is up beneath
dying skies suffer for this no words can describe death's
bliss slaughter of innocence
the rain that cleanses
the scars of ages