Remember when you were whole?
Remembering when you were whole, then Torn apart
From abuse given from those you love,
Gradually eating at you
Saw enough There's a vision of blood and it's yours
There's a lust A lust for the taste,
That he'll seek Soon he'll find
Soon Grab the tools, tools that will bring
Devastation Seen in his eyes, no sense of pride
No sense of hope, no sense of sight
Devastation, just a punishment for your crimes For your crimes
Have relief Fight till death, one it's over
He'll be at rest He'll be at rest At rest
He'll be at rest He'll be at rest He'll be at rest
Remembering when you were whole,
Then torn apart from abuse
Abuse Abuse Abuse Abuse