Hi I'm riiot and I'm six years old
My Dad shot my mom when i was three...
Listening to the silence howling into my ear -
Add another black rose for the pass of each year...
I don't cry because i can't
everyone knows just what i am...
The first time you came I just smiled
it felt good to have someone to trust...
You hurt me more
Than anyone i know...
Hidden away
Away from this pain...
The path ahead is black
But I cannot go back...
This overwhelming sickness
This pleasure in death...
Please leave me alone
I need time to think...
Slowly walking down the stairs
where demons build their nests...
I'm standing on a roof top
looking down as a crowd sters...
This is the clock upon the wall This is the story...