Behind blue eyes
A sad girl cries...
A Flower bed
That is now dead...
Squeeze me with your hand
i was once a friend...
Oceans deep inside the mind,
Find the creature in the dark...
I'm bleeding
it's flowing out and through...
'Twas one december 'eve,
the story which i relate...
Little miss perfect wondering why
her life became this bad she hopes to die...
Fragments of shattered glass
Fall at my first touch...
She would hit me with a paddle
a shoe that made me rattle...
Sitting on a cloud above
Sprinkling down on earth the fabrics of true love...
Her lips as red as roses,
her skin as white as snow...
Disfigured Bodies
Lying In Puddles Of Red...