What would the world say
If it really knew my dismay...

I told you that I wouldn't hurt you
I promised you that I would always care...

The rock that holds me straight
The wind that keeps me flying...

Hold the knife above my head
Gazing into your eyes...

Anguish inside my hidden soul
Repelling all the times I was hurt...

Digging deeper and deeper;
Loosing my mind as I'm...

Poignant thoughts pass,
As I think of what you once were...

How could you make me bleed?
To show no remorse of what you've done...

Attack the darkness that surrounds me
Fight all that may harm what I see...

Every smile that forms on his precious face;
Caresses me with a holy trace...