Understand the words that everyone ignores,
Listen to the cries as the tears and rain still pours,
Carry in your arms a burden not yet passed,
A distant faintly knocking of a person also last,

See the ghostly rivets in the present blood and pain,
Crying as they fall and watching blood begin to stain,
Don’t forget my thoughts as they fade into our cries,
Bleed for all the horror as you see them in our eyes,

If you find a torn up cage in which you find me dead,
You’ll see the thing that killed me most in hands of crimson red,
In hands as such you’ll hear the rhythm I can’t tell apart,
My eyes will show that in your hands there lies my lifeless heart.