15 trapped in a place of dread
Truth and lies shall fill their head
A deadly bear, the blood's not red
In the blink of an eye, someone is dead.
As hope for life is only a thought
It might be a saving grace for a while
To save you from the release of death
To save from seeing Narinder's devilish smile.
Blood will rise and innocence will burn
It may feel like you're alone
No matter how much people will die
Despair will melt and keep on hope.
6 went out of the place of dread
No more shall they wring their head
As they leave it all in red
Hope shall spring unto the dead.
