Where Love Is Dead And Hope Never Lived by Punishment
Agony forced to stand the bloodletting the pain so thick I struggle with my will demons feasting never winning one thousand sharp daggers how they cut clean sever the grief cutting more than my flesh a thousand savors bring me mercy a scar a mark leaving a tale the blades just right save me from life one dagger may wound or kill my thousand slashing saviors bleed me dry of failure they carve me away from grief thousand daggers piercing sadly bleeding deeply