Heart as hollow as a beggars soul,
Face so still as if carved from stone...

She was her mamma and daddy's pride
She was the one who did everything right...

She sits by the window every day,
Witnessing time, fading away...

A lonely child, huddling in the snow,
Gazes through a window...

Jade, Jasmine, Buttercup yellow; My heart to you...

The quiet one, who sits by herself,
The silent soul that seeks no help...

Walk with me, lets enter hell,
Tis my abode, i know it well...