June 29, 1989, a terrible mistake was made.
A little baby boy was born...

Why do you glare at me
With those ugly brown eyes...

Bleeding blood,
Crying tears...

Why am I afraid of needles,
But not afraid of knives...

The weather grows colder...
As the time goes by...

Dear Katie, My Darling
It's been almost a whole year...

The fallen angel sits,
With coal black wings...

I wish I were with you Sarah,
I would give you a hug so tight...

He looks at the floor and tears do fall...
The crimson drops silently flows down...

I look at my arm
So crimson red...

I'll close my door so you don't see,
All of the pain that lives within me...

Watch the pretty crimson
As it quickly flows...