The memories you keep inside
They won't matter in the end
Death is but an illusion,Yet you feel the cold
the winter's in your heart
As you lie there on your grave you wonder why it had to end
Unfinished....this is just a rough sketch...some parts are falling off the meter. The reason for this is I only have a few hours in a day to program the drum parts. I just wanted to make sure that I've got everything written down before I forget.
