Look at my face
what a horrid place...

Two hearts molding. into one.
something burning. has begun...

Rain gathers together
to form the perfect puddle...

Let’s call it a devil, a spirit, a human
Hell can take many different forms...

Cover your body with the clothes you think you...
Clothes that cover your bruises of your soul...

They say home is where the heart is-
No, home is where the hell is...

They've dragged me under
I'm sinking down...

Running down, running down
Rain falling from the stars...

A memory lasts forever
never does it die...

The soft and delicate skin on skin feeling
is long gone and often remembered as a dream...

Hark! What angels do sing?
for when bells do ring...

The picture is burned at the edge
The frame torn and shattered...