your heart is cold like your soul
you were once a happy fool
now your nothing but a tool
you've turned so cruel

you use to love
an believe in the good lord above
now you have no more love
an now to you their is no such thing as even the heavens above

you wish to die
yet when asked why
i don't know is your reply

rage
has trapt you in its cold deathly cage

like a never ending storm
you can never agin be calm and warm

you are lost in a never ending cycle

like your stuck in a broken fade
you are turning into and emotional shade
now you turn to the cold sharp blade

you could never be saved