Bleed, he loves to bleed
Woe is me, his creed
Dreams, he lives in dreams
Hooray for our team

Darkness, he adheres to death
Contemplating his last breath
The wind blows calmly nigh
Why does he tell such lies ...

Descriptions of blood and guts
He played with life and got cut
Words of violence and gore
He believes love is war...

Truth blinds his innocent eyes
Mere shadows in which he hides
What is the measure of cool
He looks to SlipKnot and drools ...

Bang goes the gun, smash goes the mirror
Slam goes his fist to hide his fear
Day after day, year after year
Perhaps in time he'll learn to steer...

Still I watch and wonder when
Shall the breeze become a wind ...