False alarm, or false pretense
maybe just a false tales...

Immortal ties unto the wall
covered with fiendish thorns...

As i lie here
waiting for sleep...

Take a single hand
you have two, it's not a stretch...

(slow melodic, long note on last word in line)
Please grim reaper...

As our eyes meet, and mine shy from
the beauty of yours, that reaches the sky...

You were hurt, and i dropped all to help
you were in tears so i bashed the little whelp...

Yield to the only master
Outstretched hands grasp at you...

Through the dying embers
of innocent dreams...

Strike the match, stoke the flame
set the fire to my name...

People with wands
of black steel...

You watched me die
yet i live...