Looking wise as I take the path of death searching for my killer that wanted me gone for good,
If you don't believe me just stare straight into my eyes,
bloody bones are laying across from me so why are we bury deep within this grave,
every murderer doesn't know what right road to take even if it is their last life,
that they will spend before pleading gulity yesterday
Not tragedies,
watch me shine through time not tragedies,
not tragedies,
watch me shine through me not tragedies