Behind these bars their is a life
Filled with strengthness toughness and might...
The things they swept beneath their beds
were not dust, no, they weren't some kind...
It was one year ago today...
Silence now my little one,
Dream of the days of fun...
Die!
Eternal sleep shall curse your eyes...
The writer opened up the eyes
of those blindfolded from the truth...
Whenever your arms embrace me
(only in public), you'd bask in my...
Blood's covering my arms and my legs
My heart is beating as if it's in a race...
Standing on the edge,
his shadow stretches across the water...
I saw him walking across the beach
Entering the sea and swimming in the waves...
We sometimes are intimidated by the sounds we here...
I'm sorry I don't want this
That I don't want this life...