My heart, it beats
But still wrapped in thorns
From the lack of peace that I have ignored

My heart, it cries
Has still never wept
For another soul, another’s death

A pain worth bearing
You’re worth enduring for
But, as for you, my friend
Will you try and see that I come to you in sincerity?
But if I ignore yet another chance
Your blood will be on my hands

How could I ignore?
You’re worth enduring for
How did I ignore?
You’re worth enduring for

This bedside candle bears a haunting flame, a grim
Reminder of the cost at stake
I force myself to stare this piece of hell in the face
I can’t sleep when my concern for you becomes an ache