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

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

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

A blanket smothering
the blindfold is black...

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

Revolution results purely
in rhetorical retribution...

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

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

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

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

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