Im going to drag u with me; youre going to join me in my shell.

Past the point of all reason, and into my own personal hell.

Follow through the darkness down the coldest path youll feel.

A pain youll find, and try to hide but the ache is just to real.

So here you stand, deaths hand holding tight onto your soul.

Lost, forgotten and lonely without a hand to hold.

Your light flickers dimly in the window facing the street.

The screams are drowned out with sounds of cars and moving feet.

No one hears you; I bet they dont even really seem to care.

If you were to disappear, would they notice youre not there?

Would they call out for you and look for only a day?

Could they find you and what would you say?

Now let go of what you hold so dear to your heart.

Prepare for the pain that is going to rip you apart.

You can no longer fit in with this picture perfect reality.