I look to the sky for rain but my eyes bleed at the sun that burns into my soul. I hang my head in sorrow as my flesh sears from my body as the suns tears through my clothing. Is there no protection from the hate that is cast unto me from the heavens. I am cursed to die the death over and over as every DAWN aproaches my soul is released only to be reborn upon the dusk of eve and travel agian across the heaven to die with the DAWN of each new day.
