A impending darkness
creeps in on me...
Pain...so much pain.
my wings burn as i live in vain...
I saw it with my own two eyes
all those hugs were full of lies...
Tears don't solve your problems,
You know they never do...
I hate it when you don't pay attention to me,
I hate it when you don't care...
He grabs a gun from under the bed.
what to use it on but her head...
Under the cold, moonlit sky,
Lay the gardens, grown from blood...