The scenery is blank like a canvas,
Dark like a gloomy night,
Frightening like a war,
Nothing like the others would think.
For us, we see it clearer.
That the night doesn’t follow the day,
Yet the day follows the night.
A whole new world isn’t as bright as you would imagine.
You would think the people are overjoyed,
But nothing is like that when you’re VOID.