You're not failed experiments.
neither are your brothers...

Oh my, you sit and laugh.
these words, I should have burned...

My life is based upon
pleasing and placation...

I trusted an architect
I trusted her well...

We live in a state of confusion,
pictures only bring doubt...

I was born on a runaway train.
I was born there, on this day...

As the world goes on by,
without caring for who die...

The unloved child
Who wears the crown of hate...

The sound of pain, the look of sad
The hate of life, love gone mad...

A fist through my chest
rips my heart out...

The shadow of the grim
lurks everywhere...

You never told me before
that you loved me...