The strings that held her life in place
Were severed by some basket case
As hell\'s wind runs it\'s fingers through her hair
The sky was losing all its light
The clouds had gathered overnight
A white dove dipped in blood takes to the air
She wonders why she let him in
When love became a deadly sin
She tried so hard to walk on leaden feet
He cared more for the drugs and booze
The time bomb she could not defuse
Went off and blew her half way down the street
The demons she had exorcised
Will feast upon the heart he fried
Though beating it has nothing left to feel
The freak who visits every night
Let out a scream of sheer delight
Her seeping wounds the starter for his meal
Her well fed hatred fails to grow
Extinguished embers find their glow
To re ignite a spark deep in her soul
Her judgement it was poor again
She reaches for her favourite pen
And slowly starts to climb out of the hole