Death was calling him to it's lair
But the pain wasn't more than he could bare...

A code of morals,
But written in ones own blood...

Death was calling him to it's lair
But the pain wasn't more than he could bare...

Sitting here, without you around,
No one to see me, not one sound...

I'll say thank you for the pain, and for the...
For the love there never was, and the never-ending...

The rose cries a tear,
I sigh a breath...

Well I've had my share of hard times,
There have also been some blues...

*I know this isnt a very long poem. But it's...
Do I wait in vain...

I don't know why,
My world is you...

So you say you love me,
You swear your care...

It feels so good to cry again,
To put this knife into my skin...

The words that come so easily,
which you wisper in my ear...