The other one is pacing the room. All he does is sing.sing.sing..and he
makes me do bad things. I had stopped, I had stopped for her. He didn't
care, he just kept singing.
On a cobweb afternoon
In a room full of emptiness
By a freeway I confess
I was lost in the pages
Of a book full of death
Reading how we'll die alone
And if we're good we'll lay to rest
Anywhere we want to go
He is right though. There's no one here except him, me, and the shadows.
She wont come. All I do is look back on the pages of my life. Pages full of
death...blood... I was the only one there when they died. What a way to go,
She killed them again of course. Staked right through. She hasn't killed
me, She won't kill me. Maybe the one after her will, maybe the one after
that. They come and go, but I remain. In the end though, I am more alone
than any of them.
In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there
Like a stone I'll wait for you there
Alone

I cower in the corner. Ever since.. Ever since I got back I've been like a
frightened mouse, always hiding from the hissing cat. All I do is sit there
and wait for her. Some nights she comes to me for answers. She looks at me
with terror and disgust.I deserve all of it. But I still wait for her, I'll
always be here, colder than the stone under my feet, waiting.alone
On my deathbed I will pray
To the gods and the angels
Like a pagan to anyone
Who will take me to heaven
To a place I recall
I was there so long ago
The sky was bruised
The wine was bled
And there you lead me on

Pray. what do I have to pray for. I can never see heaven, at some point
I'll wish to see hell. Now, I could pray for mortality. See the sun. Breath
the air. Wash everything away. But I can't, I just shrink in the corner,
cold, alone.
In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there
Like a stone I'll wait for you there
Alone, alone

And on I read
Until the day was gone
And I sat in regret
Of all the things I've done
For all that I've blessed
And all that I've wronged
In dreams until my death
I will wonder on
I just keep going on. I cant see the road infront of me, the darkness is
too deep. Her light shys away from me, She forces me to see what a gruesom
parasite I am.. Now I pray.I pray to stand on my own, to walk on, to die
proud, alone.