Walking slowly home in the midnight sun,
walking along the river of blood run...

Broken and shattered on the floor,
just laying there tattered and torn...

Walking down the street,
the outcast, the geek...

I fell in love,
but along the way...

The burning pain inside my gut,
the tearing away of my skin...

These voices in your head,
telling you to make her dead...

Alone in darkness,
alone in pain...

How you toy with my mind,
you lie and trick my brain away...

I feel its presence.
The chill down my spine...

In the cold dark rain,
I think of your name...