The barrel that decides,
Life or death...

How has one person been thrashed,
Which the claws of and angel...

My heart stares into space,
Looking for this answer i cherish...

The way the wind hits my hair,
When i see somebody laugh...

The pain within is too deep,
From the lashing that makes my soul screech...

I have no one to say i love you at night,
I ask myself...

I've been hurt farther than hurt,
My heart cracks more and more...

Wait until the day of happiness and the end of...

Why must you hurt me farther then pain,
You smash my heart and soul...

We fight, we cry,
Sadness from hurt from mess-ups...

What is this feeling that i feel,
My heart has desired this for ages...

Before i met the angel,
Of love itself...