The Zaven
10-26-2008, 04:47 PM
Once a man, ~Zaven~
Lost of a man, he was,
No family, every worry imagineable
Why must he live his life now
What is his purpose
A man he was,
A man he shall fall
Nor thoughts or worries may haunt him
How do we live a life of shame,
No one to love
No one to blame
Having the sound of one thousand tears lurking his mind
Where he goes,
Is where he will stay
Resting peacefully with no gain whatsoever
Savior, help him in this time of need,
For he is feeling a knife through the head
A scar in his heart
All filled with thoughts of red
He can't stop this,
Only you can
Please, oh please, cure him
Independent he was, independent he shall end.
Lost of a man, he was,
No family, every worry imagineable
Why must he live his life now
What is his purpose
A man he was,
A man he shall fall
Nor thoughts or worries may haunt him
How do we live a life of shame,
No one to love
No one to blame
Having the sound of one thousand tears lurking his mind
Where he goes,
Is where he will stay
Resting peacefully with no gain whatsoever
Savior, help him in this time of need,
For he is feeling a knife through the head
A scar in his heart
All filled with thoughts of red
He can't stop this,
Only you can
Please, oh please, cure him
Independent he was, independent he shall end.