Sickness often



Often attends me



I'm ruled by pain



Tortured memories



Burning my brain



Make it end



Killed for nothing



Killed by no-one



I was just a boy



Weak and lonely



Cold and bloody



Give me a hand



Cared by many



But I know none



My life has gone



Rage and anger



Tearing through me

Who's God will pay?



Made me fight for you



Made me die for you



You and your sick God



You hope to be loved



We're All Swept Away



So you can have your day



On blooded knees for you



Heaven calls to you



But I

won't die

without



Without

your

heart



In

my

hand.