Gavrillo

i don't know, take it however you read it, but its not meant to be literal, and the title is temporary, i wasnt sure of one

Bodies of people I've once known scattered around, one silver bullet, and my best friend falls to the ground, but its not real, no its not real

Lazy eye just keeps looking down, still alive, but I still hear the echoes of those sounds, they still play through my head, never allowing me to rest.

Now I'm staring at the big movie screen, then the lead role beheads the queen, aboards a carriage, and rides off into the sun, to overwhelmed of what he has just done. The towns people cheer, as they shout his name, blonde haired maidens poor the beer and nothing is ever the same.

I'm stuck in a horror movie that has no end, living a life that has yet to begin, and those echoes are still all I can hear, always reminding me the fallout is near, now, time seems to be the only thing I have left, we're all just waiting around, waiting until these echoes are finally put to rest.