Heavy bullets shooting down to earth.
On a road, two lovers are dancing, Unaware of the reality around them.
The storm grows stronger.
One of them is lying on the road, Puddling in their own blood.
Thunders rage on in the sky.
The other keeps dancing, A stone in their hand.
Lightings scrape the dark sky.
Two lovers are dancing in the middle of a road; There's a body next to them.
All hell's broken loose above, in the clouds.
You're lying next to me, Bleeding.
The wind blows furiously in the trees.
You're trying to save yourself. You're not hurt; nothing has happened.
The sky gets darker.
Raindrops fall quickly on my stiff body. You hold my head on your lap and start crying.
A thunder echoes along the road.
You take my heart out of my chest and Shelter it in your ribcage.
A drizzle falls softly from a grey sky.
On a road, you are dancing alone, Forgotten by all your lovers.
On a road, two bodies are dancing, One hollow, the other with too many hearts.