The Road to Heaven

A family broken into a million glass pieces,
The love is gone and the blood increases.
Strong belief being blown away in a filthy breeze,
Knowing this is the end of the calm and the peace.

An unknown man walks into their not so perfect little lives,
Behind his back and behind is smile, he's holding a thousand knives.
Most of them falls for the charm and the wasted laughter,
But the smallest girl shakes her head, and sees what's coming after.

She spoke what she had in the her head, in her young mind,
But the others didn't listen, because love was all they'd find.
She screamed to them, tried so hard to make them listen, hear,
One day the knives came out, with everything she'd fear.

The blood and pain is pouring, there's just no way back now,
And the others just sit there, wondering why, and how.
She screams to deaf ears that the man needs to go,
But they just smile at her, telling her they don't know.

The weeks passes, and the girl tries to make them see,
What he really is, and what he's going to be.
But they say they're in control, he would never kill,
All of a sudden, she looks at him, and for a minute time stands still.

Outside, the thunder is raging, and she can hear the rain,
And she can hear the shouts of her sister, screaming in endless pain.
She looks up to the sky, inside her head she screams for strength,
Knowing she can't take him with her power in the length.

He has tied her to the bed, in his hand, a knife,
He is playing with someone she loves, with death and with life.
The hatred builds up inside her, when times begins, he will attack,
She walks toward him with a knife, now, there's no way back.

She thinks inside her head, God must know he has no right,
She asks for help, cause she knows she can't win without a fight.
She ask for someone to come and help, she can't do this all alone.
But no help comes, and she faces that she has to fight him on her own.

She can see he can feel the adrenalin, he can feel her hate,
As she fights him she can feel it disappear, her so called faith.
She screams because he makes her feel, he makes her bleed,
And she looks up to the sky, begging to be given what she needs.

The coward walks away, and after him, she wants to run,
She prays for God to give her the strength from his divine son.
But she can not catch the traitor, and she sees him run away,
And now, in this moment, she looks back to that day.

The little girl was me, at a turning point in my life,
The day I saw the only one I had was me and my knife.
God had not protected her, therefore betrayed my trust,
He had given that cold hearted bastard what he wanted, a family broken to dust.

After that, the pain just kept on coming with the sun,
And never could I let go of the night, it had all begun.
Where the hell was this so called God, the day he broke her in to two?
How the hell do you think, now, I'm supposed to trust in you?

You tried to comfort me with the idea of a heaven to reach,
You said you had always loved me and her, in a meaningless speech.
You said the world was your child, and if we believed we'd go there,
But when I looked up to the sky, all I could do was stare.

You keep telling me to come back to you, God, as I know you do with him,
You don't want any humans to live in pain and sin.
But you are asking for the person behind my pain to, in you, find the light?
In your heaven, you want the one I alone had to fight?

He broke my family, the people I love more than I once loved you,
But I will never follow the road he may chose to pursue.
If the road he walks on, is the one you, to us, tell,
Than I am heading in the other direction, down to blood and hell.

I want to take your hand as you reach it out to me,
But you can't ask me to do that, if it drags me toward a place I don't want to be.
I will never again share anything with that guy,
You should know that, God, you should understand why.

You tell me that it's my choice, but that you want me to come into the light,
But I am tired, I am weak and I don't want to fight.
I can't stop my endless cries, I want to know, I need to know.
If that bastard goes to heaven when he dies, then I don't want to go.