Bloody Heart
lay still...

Her eyes show no life
but still sparkle in abhor...

Smiling as the blood drips down,
the child lies dead...

There will come a day when,
as you lie in a drunken slumber...

If only for a moment
believe there is another way...

I come from prosthetic faces
and mannequin hands...

I don't know exactly what to say or write about in...

Silence
Memories...

Attached to this world
I try to let go...

Chasing dream through time
stepping on the glass...

I'm sorry for not being perfect
every second of every day...

Every night she lies there
every night she cries...