as i stand before myself, trying to explain to myself why i hurt myself,
as i stand before the battle, trying to explain to myself, why i fight this battle
i would not be so unkind, if only i could understand mankind
i would not be unsure, if only i could be so sure
in the eyes of the one i once held, i see the anger and the wrath of hell
in the heart of the one that i once held, i see the hurt and the cure of anothers spell
i fought the battle, i fought it well, but then drowned in the pool of tears that i hid well
i let my heart slip for a minute, only to find, that everything was nothing, and there was nothing left behind
why do i do this to myself, why do i let myself slide when i was doing so well
in the arms of a stranger, once again, here i go trying again
i fought this battle, i fought it well, but now with my heart i must dwell
Dwell in silence dwell in hell
Either one, i know it well....
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