Heartbeat (Redo)Have you found the bodies; bodies.
They're deep underground; so far away.
They will be bloody; so bloody.
You will never sleep sound; Sound
Decrepit and rotting; dying away
The bodies will awake; awake
You have to run away; get away fast!
Or your soul is theirs to take; they will keep it forever.
Die with them; slow and painful.
Thrive with them; with a life that's falling
Be with them; forever.
Forever; is just way too long to handle.
This heart, will continue to beat for the dead.
The Dove Of LifeA new fire burns
A new flame brightens,
My life has a new meaning
So perfect I'm frightened.
The birds fly above the skies
Singing songs of old stories,
Dancing through the air as it flies
Telling me not to forget the glories.
The dove shows me life
And I leave my anger behind,
I run along and begin to stride
Leaving everything bad in the past
And living with peace of mind.
Three Lonely Flames
Three lonely flames burned bright
Alone and never to be admired,
They burned their paths across the earth
Losing faith in selves along with their minds.
Each three chose their unique paths
And they all chose paths so different from their paths,
Soon enough those three flames grew close
With different colors and burning fast.
One became a fire burning itself out
One was barely shining,
And the other didn't want to burn at all,
They soon came together and began to thrive
To create the largest greatest fire alive.
That Innocent Child, Gone. "Nobody will ever let you know
When you ask the reasons why,
They just tell you that you're on your own
Filling your head full of lies."
Confusion builds behind their eyes
Clouding what they could have seen,
What is this coming to?
What have they lost this time?
They lost all that they cared about
And they think they've lost their mind,
The child has lost its faith
And they feel so incredibly blind.
Lies and cuts push to the surface
Making an innocent child's face look sick,
They look at you bawling their eyes out
And you see the pain in their bloody tear.
What could have possibly happened
To make something so pure
Become such a stranger?
Everything that happened to them made them afraid,
Everything that made them scared won't go away,
Every ounce of pain is building up behind their smile,
That poor little child grabs a blade.
"I wonder if I could feel more pain,
I wonder if this could compare,
I wonder how this will all come through
I wonder if I'll stop this