" Rain
"
Hazen mist in the air
Echoes from the passing breeze
Early morning all to rise
Hear the rumbling from the sky
Stare upon the reaping fields
Man has labored for his turf
In the distance flashes glow
Hear the screams torchured cries
You can see it falling, it falls unto me
The feel of burning ,this isn't rain .....
This new world barren waste
Sun is gone what's left is dark
Look upon the vast debris
Nothing grows on this earth
Searching for survivors here
Signs of life are bleak, despair
Dying from the dust of pain
Mankind has killed his race
You can see it falling, it falls unto me
The feel of burning ,this isn't rain I see
This isn't rain I see .....
"Rain" appears on the Delusion album The Tragedy of Regrets.
Written By Phil Carnes. Performed By Delusion.
Published by MindWerx Publishing (BMI).
© 1996 , © 1999 . All Rights Reserved.
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