BLood Curdling Scream
Woken from a life like dream...

With all this thought
With all this time i\'ve bought...

Lost in thoughts
Thoughts of mixed feelings over you...

To die young
Is to live old...

As I turn to the side
My feelings don't want to hide...

When I was born
I was given new breath...

Binded by thorns
Wipped my vains...