• oh why does death look brightest
    in darkest times
    why does the sun rise
    and the moon shine?

    i know there's something else
    out there
    to see beyond this pain
    this frightful game

    this blood is rising
    this soul is dying
    this mind is going mad
    and as i lay here sad

    the moon shines brighter
    than the sun
    the darkness
    is my light

    the pain is my portrait
    upon which i paint
    the colors bleeding red and blue
    of forget-me-nots
    for what am i to do?

    i paint this picture on the wall
    for all to see
    this side of me
    of darkness and not glee

    This misery
    It's history
    that has been tormenting me
    and now is killing me

    I paint this portrait in the wall
    stained with red and blood
    of when I will fall

    the dark night turns to a scarlet view
    and i say my last goodbyes to you
    as i fade into the night
    that dark and lonely flight

    the tears fall down
    as i lay down
    on this field
    oh my sweet escape

    that will take me
    under its wing
    and to me sing
    until i close my eyes
    and I die
    and go into the night.