Blacken the sun which once shone on your dreaded...
shun the looks of morbid faces...

I watch as she cries silently,
her crimson tears run down her face...

I laugh as they scream,
knowing not what they do...

Bye to all my worries,
everything is fine...

Lacey, was her name,
the name whispered by the winds...

Theres my heart,
on the floor lying...

Your coffin lid open,
your pale face shining...

Sadness,
flooding through me...

This is
my life...

Travel,
some work hard, an get nowhere...

The blood drips from my skin,
falling off the sharp daggers that you speak...