In my hand the sits a reason to live on,
In my hand the sits a reason, so death be gone...

Darkness is evil,
And it is in good...

I watch as you walk,
Away from me...

You hand me the knife,
Smile at me...

Pain and suffering,
Anguish and hurt...

Every time I die,
I don’t really cry...

Two girls who love,
Two girls who wish...

Tear open my heart,
I’ve fallen apart...

Take a few steps back,
Into the past...

Hell, fire and brimstone.
Is all I see when I look at you...

I can’t help that I’m different,
Can’t help control my anger...

One night we meet,
One day they come...