The pain soaked through
the gates burst open...

On the tiles
the coldness spreads...

The sun is setting through the trees
another day is done...

The love we showed to each Other
you've now given to another...

Watchu doing
Hows ya life...

Her mind was always working
Thinking of the wind...

She sits in the rain
Her eyes to the ground...

She walks across the water
ripples barely made...

We all love the friends we have
the memories we share and make...

Caught in a tidal wave of love and pure hate
bury me in a grave of burnt black roses...

Alone in the world
left in the cold...

The white hot knife I bring to my wrist
The pearls of blood that fall...