Reaching out, from beyond
He's dying to be killed
Screaming out, without a sound
The pain, it's in his eyes
Without a thought,his mind goes blank,
Blind stare confesses weakness
Rotting bones, decaying flesh
Makes him look almost human
Utters something only he understands
Watching, waiting, for the death of this stranger
That clings to life desperately
Forcing air into his lungs
Confused, he loosens his grip
As his mind slowly drifts away
Reality faces day after day
Screams in his darkness, his way, he can not find
A time to live, a time to die

[SOLO-Brett]
[SOLO-Andy]

You don't want to see his end
As if this wasn't it now
He takes a look into his past
And hopes this breath will be his last
You've fisnished the cycle you started at birth
When the Pains start to subside
Fewer are the tears they will cry
They visit Christmas, birthdays too...
And when there's nothing much to do
The visits become less frequent
And the flowers become Delinquent
Whomeever visited the last few times
Join the dead under the pines
Time has taken its toll
And your body resembles coal
Your life's now meaningless in your grave
The weeds on top you wouldn't save

[SOLO-Brett]