Zombies And Love Letters
Help me to see the me that I must be
Placing my head on the chopping block
Black lights fill the sky and no one knows
They only see the outcome and not the struggle
Not understanding that someone had to die
So that they could breath free
Chained to the door
I am so close to love and yet so far
When I look into your eyes
I see that you are lost and without fear
For you don't know of the monster
That lives underneath your bed
Well I have meet these beasts of evil
And I've become one of them
Alone from the beginning I am even more now
A new breed of hate formed in my heart
Seeking who it may devour
You were the one that I could make mine
Yet in the end it all fell apart
Like all the times before
No one stays, they all then go
Away and gone for good never to return
So I sit and play a psalm to the city of the dead
A tribute to a life that was never lived
Crashing in a coffin made by my own two hands
Images of fallin angels begin to fill my head
As I was one with them, my brothers of hatred
Now I wait here for a sign and enter into the end of time
Life is something bigger then just zombies and love letters
It is a sad story of hearts and souls lost to fire
And the tears begin to dig our graves before our time
Eating away at our flesh like a poision from the unknown
Becoming one with the underworld now
I am greeted with greetings of demons and the lost souls
Join our army of the dead they say
But to them I reply I have already joined
Enlisted long ago when my heart fell and the light left my soul
I've been with you everyday
For those were the days that I was without love
The little boy that plays inside my chest
Cried everyday, every night, everytime I went out
Knowing that I would be hurt like all the times before
Just a monster like all the rest, I find no rest in men
No peace in the arms of another, no desired fate
All that is within me has now passed
Letting it out it falls and breaks, spilling into the unknown place
So with nowhere to go who will come to me?
No one is the answer inside my head
For the little boy speaks when I do not know
Crying out for someone to see me for who I am to be
Wishing so hard that I may die to be loved for real this time
The pain never dies and the hate never stops
I hate all those who won't love me when I loved them
Now make this life worth living for me
Help me to see past all that stands infront of me
And into the realm where I can be real
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