I want to crawl out of my grave
My soul has become a slave...

Out there, there is someone who prayed everyday
Yet nobody ever answered their prayers...

Through nets as fine as spider web
His bloodshot eyes covet their meal...

I’ve seen eternity
Crushed like a grape...

No solace in sleeping
Just dark dreams and dread...

Seeds that sprout and fly in green green gardens
Upheld in hope by summers breeze...

I wanted to be wanted
I wanted to be loved, it’s true...

A black screen fades to light
And draws the text to the eye...

Rebel, rebel broken and dishevelled
The rolling stone reduced to a pebble...

Because killing is what we do
Because we're not controlling you...

Every house is aflame
On this feast of Samhain...

He never thought he mattered
It’s hard to when on your own...