I've been spending my time in the doldrums
I was caught in a cauldron of hate
I felt presecuted and paralysed
thought that everything else would just wait.
while you are wasting your time on your enemies,
engulfed in a fever of spite,
beyond your tunnel-vision, reality fades
like shadows into the night.
can you see your days blighted by darkness?
is it true you beat your fists on the floor?
stuck in a world of isolation
while the ivy grows over the door
so I open my door to my enemies,
and ask "Can we wipe the slate clean?"
but they tell me to please go fuck myself,
you know you just can't win.
we had vowed we'd be togather
till death forced us apart
never knowing that fate
would soon shatter our hearts
they delivered a wordless eulogy
as tears filled my vacant eyes
and laying my head upon her grave
I whispered my last goodbyes ...
