Give me your heart. Give me your soul. Give me...
All this will be mine. All this will be my bed...

The day is gray, and I am bored.
I close my eyes, and inhale slowly...

Rain runs down the headstone.
Small rivulets trail down across...

The skies are gray. I can't see
where a cloud begins, or ends...

The air is cold, and bites at my face.
Each step is a fight, and a goal...

Inhale....exhale.........
Inhale.........exhale...

One is named after a song,
her sister, after a flower...

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God...

I inhale deeply, this cold air around me.
The light from the sun is red in my closed eyes...

The world is off kilter.
The sky is the wrong color...

I taste blood...
on the edge of my lips...

Look at you, sitting there, on the floor.
You're unwashed, and your clothes are filthy...