Unsightly blemishes deep inside my soul
Nothing is really in my control...

On one day, last July
you made me cry...

Pain fresh in rippling emerald pools of sin,
Dark bruises stain beautiful ivory skin...

All the abuse that I have seen
Has left me standing in a dream...

A mother and two little boys with dirty faces
She can no longer remember all of the places...

Timeless, motionless, lifeless
She lays on the shoreline...

Standing alone in the new dawn's mist
Remembering how we first kissed...

Smoke clouds fill the air in here
The room is choked, with fear...

Trees bending in the wind
It's the beginning of the end...

The angels are here to take me home
I am tired of being alone...

I see it just like it was yesterday
I feel it, the pain will never go away...

In this garden of lost souls
I dig a six foot hole...