Everyone's so sad,

so bloody, bloody sad.

They weep and wail and beat their bloodied hands against the wall.

They hurt me with their tears.

Why?

Why can't they be happy?

Why can't I be happy?

Help love, they're pulling me,

they're the tears burning down, down into

darkness...

They're the dead soldier, and I'm the one

who mourns for them.

I'm the one

who picks the roses and bleeds

forever more.

I'm the one

who burns for them

and loves for them

and cries for them.

Dear God, I'm scared.

save me love,

save me