of all the things you could say
words you need to know
etched like symbols upon a living soul
\"never give in\"
that\'s how my notes flow
for it\'s the only path
i did ever follow
the words, like needles,
spear me to the core
staining all the layers
inking on the armor
pummeled
blow, after blow, after blow
how many times
with face to the floor
get up, recover
move on
i see the pattern now
such a lonely road
for in the very end
when stains fade
dissolve
i will be the one
to know the words of
a lonely song of sorrow