Post by Prince Darko on Feb 16, 2007 18:53:12 GMT -5
Prince Darko's voice over As the freeze continues to linger. People from all ages continue to suffer.
Regardless of race, creed, ethnicity, religion, height, weight, it doesn't make a difference.
All diverse, all feeling the same pain.
The little innocents are unable to swim in the lake. Unable to dive in the lake. Unable to be free. Instead, they are held in captivity. Trapped inside the layers of clothes.
The young rebels are unable to enjoy music near the lake. Unable to enjoy each others company near the lake. Instead, they are held in captivity. Trapped inside the layers of clothes.
The middle-aged protectors are unable to cook over an open fire by the lake. Unable to sit and look at an open fire by the lake. Instead, they are held in captivity. Trapped inside the layers of clothes.
The old wise are unable to hunt for aquatic life, at the lake. The old wise are unable to speak about experiences as a youth at the lake.
Instead, they are held in captivity. Trapped inside the layers of clothes.
All people of different ages, different life styles, different backgrounds. Such diverse people, all with one common bond. All forced to live in what seems to be an oblivion. Forced to try to survive this eternal frigid hell.
They want the lake. They need the lake. The lake is their source of balance. Without it, they become deeply depressed drones. All will power will be lost. They'll become weak, unable to defend their selves from any type of altercations.
The longer the winter stays. The longer the lake is gone.
They want the lake. The need the lake. The only thing standing between them and the lake is the winter.
But, they can't do anything. This winter has rendered them all helpless.
Man nor machine can make a difference in this winter.
Only time stands a chance, but, this winter is not a push over.
This winter will hold on to the lake for as long as the winter wants.
See Nightmare, I am the winter. The lake is my TV Title. I will hold on to the title as long as I want. I'll go through the whole division driving people mad, driving people into suicide. Because they are unable to stop the winter, because they are unable to get the lake they long for.
See Nightmare, you do not have what it takes. Yes, you were on fire when we last met, but, but the heat you carry with you is no where near to melt the ice off the lake.
I won't be a victim of my own hype. I know the winter will come to an end. I know the ice will melt off the lake. But, that time is far from now. That is a time that your career will never reach.
Regardless of race, creed, ethnicity, religion, height, weight, it doesn't make a difference.
All diverse, all feeling the same pain.
The little innocents are unable to swim in the lake. Unable to dive in the lake. Unable to be free. Instead, they are held in captivity. Trapped inside the layers of clothes.
The young rebels are unable to enjoy music near the lake. Unable to enjoy each others company near the lake. Instead, they are held in captivity. Trapped inside the layers of clothes.
The middle-aged protectors are unable to cook over an open fire by the lake. Unable to sit and look at an open fire by the lake. Instead, they are held in captivity. Trapped inside the layers of clothes.
The old wise are unable to hunt for aquatic life, at the lake. The old wise are unable to speak about experiences as a youth at the lake.
Instead, they are held in captivity. Trapped inside the layers of clothes.
All people of different ages, different life styles, different backgrounds. Such diverse people, all with one common bond. All forced to live in what seems to be an oblivion. Forced to try to survive this eternal frigid hell.
They want the lake. They need the lake. The lake is their source of balance. Without it, they become deeply depressed drones. All will power will be lost. They'll become weak, unable to defend their selves from any type of altercations.
The longer the winter stays. The longer the lake is gone.
They want the lake. The need the lake. The only thing standing between them and the lake is the winter.
But, they can't do anything. This winter has rendered them all helpless.
Man nor machine can make a difference in this winter.
Only time stands a chance, but, this winter is not a push over.
This winter will hold on to the lake for as long as the winter wants.
See Nightmare, I am the winter. The lake is my TV Title. I will hold on to the title as long as I want. I'll go through the whole division driving people mad, driving people into suicide. Because they are unable to stop the winter, because they are unable to get the lake they long for.
See Nightmare, you do not have what it takes. Yes, you were on fire when we last met, but, but the heat you carry with you is no where near to melt the ice off the lake.
I won't be a victim of my own hype. I know the winter will come to an end. I know the ice will melt off the lake. But, that time is far from now. That is a time that your career will never reach.