If I ever make you cry
Then I might as well not live...

A path through a haven
Of memories kept...

How pathetic is it
That I sit with emotion...

I love you, I miss you
But I'm not going to cry...

Beautiful sunsets that we cannot see,
Because of this distance between you and me...

An angel flew before me
And settled for a while...

Lame beauty withering slowly
Against the precious life form's arm...

The eccentric old lady with pink hair,
stubbing out her cigarette...

Eating my way to oblivion
At hopes of finding you there...

What has been accomplished,
by the venom in your mind...

As I stand here facing you
The light fades from the world...