A pretty face aged to perfection,
now red and swollen from a lack of protection...

Walking in the rain, numb to the world, she cries.
As she cries no one can tell...

I kneel down next to the fresh stump.
White blood seeps though my fingers...

Sorrow secretly stains the air
in the butter light...

I carved the word Hate
on this very date...

Forget my name; and let it rain
Forget the scars; and all the pain...

Her words tainted by his blood
Of a lover once pasted...

A plastered smile on my face, eyes that seem to...
Words bounce off my ears confirming your worst...

Circled above head
Is the moon and stars...

Cold as winter, strong as stone;
She faced the darkness all alone...

The Black Murky Phlegm inside your chest
Crawls through your veins...

I beckon that of my demons
Surrounding my existence...