Water dropping, Washing over the window and making drumming sounds

Many, many Raindrops, as much as the people around us...

But still it is a lonely world because of the distrust

People killing, washed in blood and with those bodies, this world bleeds out it`s good.

Have we ever stood a chance to stop all these hands choking the good and drinking it`s blood?

Maybe Rain can make a change and wash away this darkness we carry in our souls, let out our sadness-soaked growls and fulfill these peace goals to cross these capitalistic rules...

Maybe we can set ourselves free from these addictions, break the restrictions and show our reactions.

One for all.

All for one,