The rage threatens to break through
they expected much more from you...

People leave and people die
people hate and people cry...

My mother taught me lots of things
She taught me how to speak...

You hide yourself so well
you've built up these walls...

I knew you didn't want me
when your hands left my hips...

This strong and powerful dragon
He brings beauty to death...

The knife penetrates her flesh
she can feel the searing pain...

I sit staring at your picture
how long has it been...

I can see the sadness
beneath the surface of your eyes...

You watched me from far away
you were looking for someone to care...

----just in-case, I need to say that *word* means...
*Why do you hide...

So what, I can't be honest now?
You're brutally honest with me...