In the middle of the night, when the moon was high
A young woman cries on this lonely and cloudy...

Dieing, hiding, sinking below.
Depression taking over all I know...

Dark clouds quickly cross over.
Lightning begins striking the ground...

I sigh, looking longingly down the road.
I’m tired of not being apart of this home...

People hurt, and people cry,
I sit here, as life passes by...

A simple plea, just a few words.
But they are words you don’t hear...

Love never has and never will exist.
Never did I really believe...

She holds a deadly weapon in her hand.
She’s unheard, but takes a dangerous stand...

I was sitting with an old friend one day.
He took me aside to chat and heard what I had to...

Coldness.
My angel, breathe...

A Cherub crossed my path one night.
She was a beautiful darling...

Lost inside my dream-like phase,
Distracted from all, frozen in my daze...