lovely weeds take over a pale heart
roughly awakening a black rose to bloom
infants cry in fear of darkness
another lonely shadow dies again
little sense comes out of knowing
no point in moving forward
if all you've done was taken three steps back
kiss your lover goodbye, he'll be gone so soon
shadows cast over a pretty face
innocence forever lost, and now a smirk remains
smile to god, then give him the finger
bastard ain't gonna save you this time
what's the point in caring if nobody does?
in conclusion
die now or forever hold your pain