Horror on my victims face
once again I wield my blade...

Tick... Tick.... Tick...
Forgotten pieces of my life...

A blanket smothering
the blindfold is black...

Alone again another sleepless night
Cold again another chill in time...

SO what exactly am I to you
Another carpet waiting for your god damn shoe...

Now wait a minute where did those times go?
When we were happy with smiles so...

Revolution results purely
in rhetorical retribution...

All my will has drained away
lost again another day...

My skin chills as the rain falls down
and the bumps from the wind provoke...

Gasp I grasp gaping at guidelines not followed by...
For the first fight I fought to the one before me...

Heres another chance for you to say
the things that you've been trying to say...