I can be myself when you are near.
You always say what I need to hear...

Its not the way she screams and shouts,
or the way she pots about...

Look through the sight,
that crystal clear glass...

I'm in a hole,
i await the target...

I have witnessed what little have seen,
something that most would not even dream...

The snow,
soft, fluffy diamonds of the sky...

Its is the beginning
now i've been made...

With eyes that sparkle in the midnight sky,
sparkle with beauty and grace, elegance and style...

Why do i sit here and wonder why,
as the tears fall from my eye...

I need
to bleed...

I look into your eyes,
as i say my goodbyes...

What can i say...
to end this fight...