Life isn't fair
deal with that fact
It isn't about your hair
and it's not about a pact

My words may be viewed as wrong
and they may be viewed as right
I'll keep saying them as long
as we make it through the night

Who is the good guy
when what everyone thinks is good
Everyone has to lie
so everything is misunderstood

Breakups happen
deal with it
The soul might start to blacken
but you just can't quit

People die
people live
People cry
and people forgive

Life isn't fair
deal with that fact
it isn't about your hair
and it's not about a pact

Do you know what it's like?
To be left for the dead?
The nightmares strike
All in my head.

Do you know what it's like?
When my heart slows down?
Stabbed with a pike
I feel so drowned.

Do you know what it's like?
To be buried alive?
Here comes the shrike
He starts to arrive.

Do you know what it's like?
When death comes?

He runs in the forest of trees
all fours hitting the ground.
In the trees that sway in the breeze
his feet are the only sound.

The moon shines high above
with a light that shines below
A howl that's completely unheard of
signals the start of the show.

He runs wild in the brush
as he sniffs out his prey
He keeps running fast in a rush
for it is almost day.

Fur the color of ash
Eyes the color of amber
****** teeth that continue to bash
on the carcass that continues to clamber.

Alone in the valley
In the pitch black night
I see all the stars
Twinkling so bright

Alone in a forest
Trees sway in the breeze
I see my cold breath
Starting to freeze

Alone in the arctic
Snow shines in the night
I see lips turn blue
Getting frostbite

Alone in a coffin
Alone in my head
Alone in my mind
Alone when I'm dead

I wonder what it's like
to be at home
I wonder what it's like
to break a bone
I wonder what it's like
to hear them moan
I wonder what it's like
to die alone

I try to survive with a knife.
It cuts the flesh so deep.
What is left of my life?

The handle is warm to the touch.
It feels so very cheap.
Not that that's very much.

The blade shines in the night.
It's coming to reap.
I'm about to see my last light.

What I see
Is what you'll be.
A ******* hole
Swallowed from below.

What I see
Is who you'll be.
A great big demon
In a world you'll reign in.

What I see
Is where you'll be.
A place called hell
So prepare the bell.

What I see
Is when you'll be
Removed from memory
To face your treachery.