The sky is Over

[TSIO]

{even though we can't afford it, the sky is over;;

^{Behind closes eyes lie, the minds ready to awaken you,
Are you at war with land, and all of its creatures,
Your not-so-gentle persuasion, has been known to wreck economies
Of countries, of empires, the sky is over}

Because we have a lot of those. Color the skies with your own way and expressions. Everyone is blind to it, you turn out the way you choose. You paint your way to what you are becoming. Well welcome to Winston, where people choose the way you turn out as if you have no control over your own life. Conflict roams at every corner, even if it doesn't seem as such. roams the halls for what you want, what you might find... just might be better. north carolina ain't so sweet, winston academy ain't so sweet. You will find yourself trapped in this place, can't seem to leave but know you want to more than anything. You can not let others choose the way you turn out. Paint your own sky. If not... civilization is over... the sky is over. Disappointed, going crazy.

Main Plot || Rules and Regulations || Canons || Application

^{© Serj Tankian}