So I hold on to this book,
The book of pain and death...

Closing my eyes I try to breathe,
Thinking of how I'll feel...

Thinking of you
I think about the bad...

Wondering why
Confused...

Don’t take me for some fool
And don’t play round or talk ‘bout...

No wings of an angel
But still I know that I can fly...

It's your secret kiss that leads me to my grave,
Its your secret way of making me feel safe...

Dear father, holy saint,
Hope in your grave you rot...

So even if the worlds collided,
You still wouldn't notice me...

He had no right to say what he said,
he no right to question why I want him dead...

If I should burn, notice me,
If I am unseen then please see...

Watching soldiers die everyday,
Until I see you here I'll stay...