Ruination is usually self-served,
And self-destruction can leave you unnerved...
Heaven help me,
I am gazing at the sky...
I'm here for the family,
I'm a member, I'm a blood-brother...
Running through the hillside,
Living a love with you as my guide...
Heat of the day melts me like wax,
Panic rips me, in horrid attacks...
Crimson vision and seething rage,
Blood-tinted memories, and emotionally caged...
Something happened,
But I cannot say what it was...
My heart was stripped, completely bare,
There was no hope of recovery, it could not be...