Part I: Purgatory Gift, it comes unwrapped Take, no turning back Call, follow the track Fear my soul is black Lovely child, open eyes, new to life, bound to die Welcome pain, with a smile, mamma said don't cry Why would I hang on to life, it will find me, I cannot hide Sister Death, walking with me, talking to me, playing with me I can't win, I give in Peter walking in the woods alone Will he only live to see the dawn ? Remember Riding Hood Fooling around did her no good Join the woolf into bed Pleasure in pain?, she never said Dead men walking in this life alone Fear instilled in us since we were born Blame childhood fairy tales Giant forum: lies for sale Leave the meaning alone Mamma let me make up my own Nikki wakes up every morning Don't know she's dyin' Lives by the very words she spreads Dead thinking Motionless speech is her fave type Stereotype Her set phrases betray her agony, she can no longer think her own... What is the matter with me ? Am I so bent on destruction ? No, don't misunderstand me I only urge resurrection Existence is built on illusion Is there a pattern for deconstruction ? Lonely child, close your eyes, leave this life, far behind Welcome death, with a smile, mamma told you lies Why would I hang on to life, it has fooled me, it has used me Sister Death won't betray me, won't abuse me, won't cheat on me No more games, naught to gain Part II: Resurrection I left the land of broken dreams, I am drifting My wounded soul, ethereal, slowly healing Death, synopsis attempt Lie, it is not the end Cold, so the story told Not, welcoming and warm Dare think that it is fair Cry your tears in the rain Born to suffer we are Gift to the sweetest ones Him we blame, "He takes away the innocent" Here we're left to wash the blood stains on our hands Why ?, the sinners always fail to understand Life, their sentence till He puts it to an end You curse, you curse Him when they leave While you should be beggin' Him please Beg Him, beg Him for your release Dare think that it is fair Cry your tears in the rain Born to suffer we are Gift to the sweetest ones Him we blame, "He takes away the innocent" Here we're left to wash the blood stains on our hands Why ?, the sinners always fail to understand Life, their sentence till He puts it to an end