The sky is the sky unless it's not,
the house of the unholy...
Blood runs deep,
I'm the black sheep of this world...
I'm sick of fighting,
I'm sick of hurting...
A work of pain a work of tear ...
hopes n dreams stay 4 a while...
Venom drips from her words,
she's burned another bridge...
Hey,
I'm reading these words you wrote...
Ive been away for about ten years
I ran away because my dad I feared...
Slowly letting go of the pain
washing past's stain...
Hurtful words they don't phase me,
go away? they can't make me...
I'm a fallen angel from the skies of hell,
this is to all the girls who haven't been treated...
She takes another hesitant step;
Down the jagged halls...
I'm trapped down here
somewhere inside this hole...