Why\'d I have to be born in such a place?
Into something closest to hell...

She is confused,
while turning red...

I can see what you see not,
visions milky then eyes rot...

Saught by Satan,
Haunted to feel pain...

Unable to stare out the window,
Unfortunate to see through her eyes...

Darkness,
Thats all i see...

Tension shoots through me as i enter his...
Things are screaming at me to turn back...

Is love a hundred wild horses inside trying to get...
or maybe a 10.0 earthquake that hits you heart...

People rushing down the hall,
Sad, happy, mad...

As i lay in silence,
my soul is screaming...

In the beginning it was love,
Kisses ,hugs and caressing...

Time cannot hold everything for you,
It can supply memories and nightmares...