I'd like to spend a day away from me.

Maybe get a taste of your reality.

To never hear my voice again scream out your name.

To never see your blood again, oh how I hate this pain.

I'd like to hold you is my arms, and stroke deep sand hair. With devilish changing eyes, I can hear you in here.

But in a mahogany and pale prison stay here.

I cannot have your heaven and hell I will not stand this fear.

So alone in my world, my eyes they fade to black.

And my breath has come upon me, a knife in this hand in that…

And I promises I will slay her if she continues to hurt you.

For my love my sand haired angle..

I'd give up me for you.