Drown and drown,
Forever at rest...

The grave shook,
Quake from hell...

I'm drowning in a pool of molten blood,
My heart like a volcano; ready to explode...

I keep trying to find the words,
They just keep falling apart in my mouth...

Hearing the cry,
From the mother...

There was this girl that slit up her writs,
She had looked down to check out the mess...

Your smiles burnt into my memory
And all the feelings you give me...

A crippled fantasy unfolds,
Oh, how could that little dove be me...

Mom and dad don't know why,
Their precious son...

Over these years,
There’s been so many tears...

Tell the end that I never meant to come,
Shattered dreams reveal...

He's so incomplete and ready to die,
The blood soaks into her white skirt...