Darkest Days
Tears of sorrow crawl down my face
as i walk back from your resting place
soldier demons ignite my rage
as our broken dream evades
this day slips through my hands
Walking through my darkest days
the fire burns
always
but even through these darkest days
the fire burns
always
This day belongs to you and I
the memory of when your died
through hell on earth and the peace up high
your tears are mine each night i cry
Walking through my darkest days
the fire burns
always
but even through these darkest days
the fire burns
always
the fire burns
always
For lynder Carey 11th june 1978-12th june 2001
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