no one said it would be easy
i just hope you can learn to trust them
more than you ever trusted me
and know i'm not proud of what i've done
gargled six days with gasoline
still can taste the blood
what hope is there without sacrifice?
what is purpose without love?
i turn back for one last look
at that strange place
struck by a visions of hell
and in the middle, an angels face.
i have to be dreaming. please don't wake me up