Kneeling on a dirt road,
Her sinful tears are full of sorrow...

Stalking my prey,
I watch him sleep...

Her face hides away her uneasiness,
Her secret life she hopes she left behind...

Sitting in an uncomfortable chair,
Knowing that no body cares...

So beautiful and radiant,
It bathes the skyline with natural art...

She feels sick with death,
All her failures are colliding as one...

Running scared through the dark woods,
The hunter has become the hunted...

Sitting by the window
Looking out at the sky...

Endless smoke is all she can see,
A vapor so dense, she can barely breathe...

She sees in black and white,
But dreams in color...

So silent, so still, she sits and waits.
Getting drenched from the rain...

Each time he defies himself,
The overwhelming pain gets tighter...