Tell me who it was for.
The scratching on the door?
Left bloody marks on the floor.
As I lived in discreet.
Hiding behind the scenes.
Without sincerity.
Talking behind me.
I can\'t do this anymore.
Life without clarity.
Figuring out my own destiny.
Without any help from anyone.
Me alone with my cards.
A priestess a fool and a heart.
Bleeding through three distinct wounds.
With swords tearing it apart.
Tell me about the start.
To be the cause, the reason.
To live with your treason.
When I thought that you loved me.
You\'re a part of my family.
My mother\'s wedding photos.
Your bullets left me hollow.
In a quiet scenery.
I cried under a tree.
Digging up for clues.
In an old city ruin.
Of my shattered galaxy.
Destroyed as I be.
Skinned of all security.
Disfigured from all sanity.
With three petals in a bowl.
Representing my youth.
As they rot it\'s the truth.
Of an ugly record screening.
An awful nose breathing.
Of every breath that I am taking.
I am lost as I am awakening.
From everything you did to me.
The scars were left unseen.
My eyes don\'t belong to me.
In the dim mirror reflection.
I cry as I read.
The cure was made for me.
Having one dream.
For you to die and for I to be.
Finally free.
With everything in my body.
Once again belonging to me.
Oh, the tragedy.