I was in a dream.
That hit like a fist...

When you see branches swaying
Listen hard, because I'm praying...

These dreams of hate and blood
Come at me in a lifeless flood...

Until today
There was this smile...

They say, "Home is where the heart is."
I'll never be home again...

There isn't much I can do
But wrinkle my face...

It seems life has hit like a fist
Again this knife seems so kind...

My bare feet slap the cold hard floor
A race to my heart, my love...

To all my friends,
Dearest and all...

My last bang,
As I fade away...