Why?

he has been in a dark age
his eyes shredding sad pain
his little soul asks why

he is completely alone
passing by the worst of his hells
this time his lord deserted him

almost everything turned gray
there was too much fear and dead
I’d been told his life was a bitch

he is not the same that I met
his heart has stopped dreaming
his day has no more time
Christmas will never get back

almost everything turned gray
there was too much fear and dead
I’d been told his life was a bitch