She never really had a chance. On that fateful moonlit night. Sacrificed without a fight. A victim of her circumstance. Now that I've become aware. And I've exposed this tragedy.
Standing in the darkness. waiting for the light. the smell of pure adrenaline. burning in the night. Random blinding flashes. aiming at the stage. intro tape begins to roll.
Where did we come from?. Why are we here?. Where do we go when we die?. What lies beyond. And what lay before?. Is anything certain in life?. . They say, "Life is too short".