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I reach my hand into the depths

and rip your heart out from your flesh

You scream, "No More" but I go on

Until your will to live is gone



Your scream awakes me from my dream,

that hideous, bloody torture scene

I cry and and think that its the worst

to have been given such a curse



I look in fear for signs of you

and pray that nightmare wont come true

but In my head your voice is clear

You say "It hurts to have you here"



I sob and scream in disbelief

to know I cause you so much grief

Haunted by this nightmaric vision

I have to make a hard decision



I despise myself for tormenting you

So i've thought this through and through

If I just stop being your friend

I can save your life, the torment will end