You people think I am your fool,
Trying to use me like a tool...

Remembering the peace I had in the past,
Wish I could take those moments and make them...

I went to sleep.
I said goodbye...

In the end,
We choose our gate...

Autumn leaves surround,
A gentle gale whispering...

A gate opened beneath you,
Revealing the true darkness...

I am trapped in this hell,
Silently screaming but, no one can tell...

A shadowed mist surrounds my heart,
Holding it together so it won't fall apart...

A crimson red,
Silently running past her weakened fingers...

Black wings, bathed in scars,
Amidst the moon and its many stars...

Roses are red,
Violets are blue...

Enter the darkness; swirling mist,
As the blood pours from my wrist...