All night longThe night is young as the sun rises past the clouds,All night long by ThelightonSaturday
He looks up at the screen and sees the time,
Its 7:30... time to grab breakfast,
With sunken eyes he marches on towards his lecture halls,
With the sweet feeling of an essay completed and the sweet taste of coffee on his breath.
The human conditionThe human conditionThe human condition by ThelightonSaturday
Die you screaming beast shouts a solder, his gun blazing into the wall of a house while chasseing the enemies,
Launching him self into the house he sees the screaming beast lying on the floor, a woman bleeding over the floor her screaming son collapsed next to her screaming his lungs out next to her, the soldiers eyes dead as the accent rocks show no emotions at the died lying beneath his feet , the son launches him self at the solder rage over combing him, one swing of the rifle and hes down the son screams you vile monster die die die, the solder runs up the stairs the sound of explosion and hes down.
He wakes, sweet drenching him, him body stiff and tied the sounds of reality surround him, a friendly face greets him, and he gets up the image of the woman and her son imprinted on his mind, the sounds of gun clattering the bullets ringing, the dust swirling , and the sound of the darkness. Forever the same nightmare, forever awaking from the same hell i