Upon this beautiful web of lies
I sleep and rest my head
Unbeknownst to all the other
The me they knew is dead
I hate this place
I hate this whole race
One person is all it took
I have found myself to wonder
Will my dark dreams tear me asunder
What be it that causes this burning in my soul
Just like the sun rises and sets each day.
So will my hatred continually eat away.
Until everything is gone.
And all that is left are the pictures I've drawn.
Is it wrong to be so young and yet be so full of hate?
Is it wrong that I can never stop telling lies so that no one knows how sad and lonely I am?
Is it wrong that all I want to do is cry but can't?
When a hero comes
There'll be no more fear
When our hero comes
No longer will we shed tears
I put a gun to my head
Which was full of dread
Knowing that I would rather be dead
(Sing to 'My Jolly Sailor Bold' from Pirates of The Caribbean: On Stranger Tides)
I am in love with a goddess
By her side I'll always stay
Madness! ! !
Take me my sweet!
My beloved madness!
Return me to my feet! !