Pain fresh in rippling emerald pools of sin,
Dark bruises stain beautiful ivory skin...

Standing alone in the new dawn's mist
Remembering how we first kissed...

Smoke clouds fill the air in here
The room is choked, with fear...

All the abuse that I have seen
Has left me standing in a dream...

Unsightly blemishes deep inside my soul
Nothing is really in my control...

On one day, last July
you made me cry...

A mother and two little boys with dirty faces
She can no longer remember all of the places...

Timeless, motionless, lifeless
She lays on the shoreline...

In this garden of lost souls
I dig a six foot hole...

I see it just like it was yesterday
I feel it, the pain will never go away...

Wow I just now realized that you are 8 years old...
No wonder my world is so dark and Grey...

Trees bending in the wind
It's the beginning of the end...