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RevengeHappy times now make you sadMore Like This
And cutting your wrist went out like a fad
What's next let me see…?
Well you could always kill me
Kill the person who made you cry
Hung you up and left you to die
Filled up your soul with only evil
Just so you know there is no retrieval
No going back to being innocent and free
Not since you laid you eyes on me
I know why you hurt and cry out in pain
I'm the culprit but I had nothing to gain
Now I've hung you out by your skin
While evil give you a really big grin
But I want to tell you my reason why
I hate every part of you and that's not a lie
In a dark corner you're all alone
Before your eyes you
something wonderfulThat joyous manifestation of lifeMore Like This
The liquid pouring its way through my veins
This final discarding of frightful strife
Turning my back on my life's lonely lanes
Thus, my eyes behold a radiant light
I embrace the moment and start to cease
So grand the vision, there's no need to fight
I surrender to the glorious peace
As I float away, I feel no remorse
I do not look back - I just let go
I extend my arms and fly my new course
I slide through the wind that now starts to blow
As I pull his trigger with my last breath
My killer joins me in this feral death
My Window to YouMore Like This
My Window To You
I look outward into space
Connecting straight to you
My fingers do my talking, friend
Whispered words uttered true
The view from here is grand indeed
I sit waiting for whom I adore
To climb my trellis and set me free
From the cage that bounds me more
My limbs may grow weary
And parting will soon come
A friendly smile and goodbye
Seems to make us numb
It's not the cold that chills
The departure hurts me so
How can I soften the hurt?
When it comes time to go?
I look through the glass again
Waiting patiently
Knowing deep inside
Again he'll appear to me
Angel of my nightmares
Oh sweet and soft divine
When
Memories: Sitting On Your BedI'm sitting on Your bedMore Like This
You're lying on my knees
There's silence, no words said,
I hear just how we breathe.
I'm touching Your fair hair,
Your sleeping face's so nice...
There's fog outside in air
And soon will be sunrise.
I'm sitting with You thus
And thinking: "Lord, please bless
The love that lives in us,
And give us faith and strength".
Sta.sh
