I will find those responsible
How I wish to feel
her warm touch
How I wish
to see that kindest smile
of her's
Once more
alone I bleed for
bleed for
bleed for
She died
She died
Twisting and turning
and burning inside my skin
Crushing and tearing
and maiming my innocence
Stalking and skulking
and sneaking in counciousness
Sorrow it burns
Sorrow it turns
Cold
Cold from inside
Black
My thoughts all in vain
Dead
Right from the start
All from inside
All from outside
(You remember?)
(us running)
(on those fields of corn)
(Do you remember)
(running and going)
(all out of control)
(You remember?)
(Everything has changed)
(since that day)
Now alone
I shall dwell on my way
This corn of ours
(has been reaped).
