• In tears,
    i sat watching,
    the day they left,
    left me to die.

    In my blood,
    spilling out,
    in great sadness,
    i am alone.

    Never loved,
    always hated,
    they killed me,
    left me to die.

    In my soul,
    and in my life,
    they still are there,
    and in the flames.

    Should they retun,
    knife at hand,
    and rushig to my demise,
    at the cost of thier lives.