Left feeling too small for any hope or promises
of the day's that are to come an pass
if I only could, make a deal with god
but only the devil is listening it seems
I scream at the top of my voice
but it's muted by the crashing of the silence
no, our hearts will never be the same again
but then again will anything ever be the same
invisible without a voice wondering if I'm just here
or if I was ever even there
I've seen things that haunt me yet still
because of blood an honor
the entrance into Hell and Heaven will be denied Me
My life has been a parable
I've always been the black sheep of the family
walking, talking ,trouble an never had to try
but the one thing I did not do wrong was love her
and raise four good kids
so to the dark forces wanting my soul
come try and get it
I still won't give up without a Hell of a fight !