I FIND MYSELF HERE AGAIN..........
LOST IN THE DARK OF A SWEET NIGHTMARE....
STANDING HERE IN THE GARDEN OF STONES AND STATUES AGAIN.....
I LOOK AT THE VASTNESS OF ENDLESS HEADSTONES......
A LONELY COLD FEELING CREEPS UP.....
EYES OF EMOTIONLESS FACES UPON, SADNESS FALLING FROM THEIR EYES.....
I STROLL THROUGH THIS DEPRESING GARDEN....
SUCH A HORRORFYING DELIGHT.....
THE ERIE SOUND OF THE CHURCH TOWERS BELLS ECHOING IN THE DISTANCE,,MIDNIGHT.....
IM STRICKEND WITH THE REGRET OF THE LOSS OF ANOTHER...
A BEAUTIFUL LIFE COMING TO AN END.....
HER BLOOD ON HER OWN HANDS......
IM ODDLY DRAWN TO THIS THIS PLACE OF MY CREATION.....
GUIDED BY THE SITE OF A FALLING STAR.....
DEEP INSIDE THE SHATTERNG OF A BROCKEN HEART....
I FIND MYSELF HERE,, UNDER THIS OLD OAK.....
SEEING THE GHOST OF THE PAST BEFOR ME.......
FOUR GRAVES FOR FIVE HEADSTONES.......
I KNELL BESIDE THIS FREASHLY DUG GRAVE.......
ONLY TO FEEL THE PAIN......
I WASNT THEIR WHEN SHE NEEDED ME THE MOST.....
I CANNOT CRY FOR HER.....
FOR WHAT SHE HAS DONE....
CLINCHING THE PAIN,,,REFUSING TO LET IT GO.....
I CAN HEAR THE VOICE OF A DARK ANGEL......
AS HER ARMS STRETCH OUT FOR ME.......
HER WORDS BRINGING TEARS TO MY EYES.....
I KNOW WHAT SHE SAID IS TRUE......
IM NOT TO BLAME,,,I COULD DO NOTHING......
ITS HARD TO LET GO.......
IM STILL HELD IN HER COLD EMBRACE.....
I CAN FEEL THE WANT IN THIS PLACE......
THE PRESENTS OF FOUR,,,CRYING FOR A FIVE.....
IM NOT READY TO LEAVE THIS PLACE....
THE GHOST OF MY PAST BEFOR ME....
FOUR OF THE FIVE HAVE FALLEN.....
THE STRONGEST OF THEM ALL.....
I HAVE A NEW LIFE NOW.......
THEY WOULD WANT IT THIS WAY.....
SCAE U LATER