Do you know how proud you'll make me
If you don't let this knock you down...

You're crying out
Silently...

Tread carefully
for I am not strong...

Every step is a struggle,
All words are a lie...

Autumn leaves descending;
but a melody haunts their fall...

A parasite deep in perfection
tearing away what we know...

Stabbed a weakened heart
and buckled fragile knees...

Pure hearts should not be tempted
By the swallows luring cry...

Sweet eyes lie upon no beauty
Innocence not rewarded with grace...

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

Soul swiftly sweep away
For no longer can you dwell...

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