Forsaken are we,
His children...

Forsaken are we,
His children...

The blood starts clotting,
And I am healing...

Friendship is a lie,
A way of getting by...

She bleeds sorrow,
And cry’s pain...

A shapeless mist,
Emotionless child...

Take a few steps back,
Into the past...

Hating Christmas!!
Shooting Santa...

I
I feel your hand fall down my back...

I can’t help that I’m different,
Can’t help control my anger...

Face to face you hid behind your fears,
But at home all you ever want is to be alone...

Tears fell from her pale white face,
The sun shone in her ice blue eyes...