Watching the world spin around me,
As the rain strenuously falls,
Everything is spinning but at my feet im not spinning at all,
Floating in the air,
The ground begins to swirl,
The Rocky Mountians crumble as the whole world begins to sway,
But in the air, still, I stay,

My pain, my pain evolves into fearce enmity,
As the waves crash and scar the sky,
They tare it apart until the clouds break,
The world floods and everything dies,
My broken spirit cries,

My spirit wants to know what has possesed her,
This Demon is growing, and growning like cancer,
Never stopping, only remmission, a little break,
Just to trick her, to make her think her whole sickness was fake,
But then this Demon, He comes back with a giant gust,
Should he destroy this poor spirit, he must, he must,

He glues his black tumor to the top of my heart,
He's using its power to tare the world apart,
All this pain He has caused me is lashing out in anger,
Im causing me danger,

Soon there will be no water to drink for the world will turn upside down,
And soon everyone but me will be silenced there will be no sound,
All the mountains will crumble and the sky will turn red,
And my heart will turn black, blacker than lead.

K.M. Nyquist