• Tears of blood streaking down my face
    so many pathes I could choose and take
    Why won't you listen..?
    Why won't you help me get out of this daze..?
    Help me get out of this horrid maze.
    I wish i could tell you how i felt..
    For if I do tell..
    What will become of me..?
    For I will have told you a doom to us all,
    Yet alone a truly evil secret.
    Tears of blood streaking down my face..
    From the agony and truth I'm hiding behind me..