The blood trickled down
my arm...

Destruction rode in on studded wings,
grasping my hand tight...

Your heart is poundingh
your body is cold with delight...

Crying myself to sleep
cutting into my arms...

A blanket of safety
your arms do create...

In your arms my soul
belongs...

Splish
splash...

Trees whipping
back and forth...

Wilt thou love me through all
of my troubles...

Traces of blood
on my sleeve...

Skin deep scars are nothing
compared to the scars...

You caused so much pain
so much agony...