Reversed

The blood in your heart

The pain on the blade

The confusion of the art

As all begins to fade

Earth itself is crying

Time is at a still

Monster's appear from hiding

and are ready to kill

The flow is leaving

Nothing's written down

Words becoming jumbled

The silence is too loud

The lyrics aren't right

The music is wrong

Try your best to focus

On the silent song

The world is spinning

Way to fast

Time isn't moving

Today is yesterday's past

At the drop of a pen,

it's falling up

Adults are children

We're growing down

And the blood stains your heart

And the pain remains on the blade

The confusion of the art

As all begins to fade

Life is but a game

This one in reverse

What is happening is simple

You're cutting backwards