What do you want from me?

Stretched until I am broken,

Life's blood mixing with water.

Tears falling, regret surrounds me.

And I am dead. Destroyed by everyone's

Will but my own.

Lonely, in a shallow grave, I lie.

No one sings a requiem for this wandering soul.

Sinking slowly until all is gone and quiet and still.

Can I find the peace I long for? Or will cruel hands

Snatch it away with demands of perfection?

Oh, the world I sorely hate,

What do you want from me?