I put a Cross on my thigh
i put it up way up high...

Here sits our priest
Praying to the Gods...

Twisted faces hide behind shadows
Showing the darkness of lives past...

Mary
alone, afraid, scared...

From day one i can see
all the feelings that you had for me...

Memories consume
Like opening the wound...

Why cant you see
the feelings that come from me...

You told me i had to choose
between her and you...

I came clean to you
and told you all the things i do...

Its not like writing this will make a difference...
Depression has taken over me...

Ive decided to take Stacy's advice
and take the pain and misery out of your life...

D is for the death i wish to have
E is for the emotions i have each day...