Pain, like a cold knife gently sliding tenderly in and out and in and out and in
Fear, like a night filled with emptiness with no way out, no hand to hold
Screams, echoing in each of us our souls and hearts plagued with conflict
No where to run to, no where to hide
Games, we're the characters that play the roles in our lives
Time, drips away to emptiness just memories are all that remain
Blood is spilled!
Over and over and over and over again and again and again
We're slipping away, nothing is gained
We fight so hard to get ahead, all is vanity
What difference does ambition make when we pass on
There's more to it, more to it, there's more to it
This is the beginning. This is not the end
If life is so dark, then where's the light?
If life is so dark, there's more to it, more to it
There's more to it, then where's the light?
You cold be flying there, or falling right past