• Like a rock through a glass house
    like a spear through my life
    like death through the centuries

    you make me realize that
    Im not all that much
    You bring me down to a level where darkness
    isnĀ“t even dark enough
    I can smell
    I can taste
    I can se
    the pain and sorrow of my life

    I hope and wish for a fast death
    but you make sure
    that i'll see
    that i'll feel
    that i'll know
    what i have done

    I loved you
    that is my only crime