A Strangers FaceA face of a friend once loving and warm Has pulled the strings of sorrow Now they’ve shattered and torn Alone, to scratch out the face of the loves of tomorrowA Strangers Face
Sheltered by ignorance she sits there and toils Pointing the finger of meaningless blame Faints strength through violence, how it makes my blood boil Small storms driving her insane
Now I cross out the face The future is mine alone to claim
