You remember your first date? He kissed you, and then he smiled.
He said, "Baby I love you", and you fell for all his lies.
The next thing that you knew, you were in the corner crying.
Bitter and hurting, first you were angry?
And now, you are denying.
Did he ever come back? Did he ever look your way?
Did he ever even wonder just how bad was your day?
Did he ever used to sit there, and think of his loss?
Hell no, why would he think of all the pain that he caused?
Have you ever been the one that was always down sized?
Always the small, the weak, and trapped in compromise?
And then you look around, but you found that there's nowhere to turn.
Yeah I know. The hate hurts, and the love always burns.
So now you simply sit there, your heartbeat is pounding.
Hear the drums in your head, but the drums, they are not sounding.
The adrenaline of the whim, the blade fitting your skin,
You built up your wall, to hide your world from within.
And as you let loose, you feel the pain, but never will there be,
Another chance for you to redeem the lost history.
The windows closed, the door shut, and no one's around,
The world has ended, you're heart's not mended, and it's over now.
Have you ever been the one that was always down sized?
Always the small, the weak, and trapped in compromise?
And then you look around, but you found that there's nowhere to turn.
Yeah I know. The hate hurts, and the love always burns.
You fall onto the floor, your body never to move,
When they find you they wonder what you were trying to prove.
Just another body to gather, to collect, and to carry.
The same fate as many that they found and had to bury.
Your family solemnly walks away from the stone,
And your body lies, identified, but you're still all alone.
Soon your friends will move on and your name no longer spoken,
As another ride ends, you traded your life's token.
Have you ever been the one that was always down sized?
Always the small, the weak, and trapped in compromise?
And then you look around, but you found that there's nowhere to turn.
Yeah I know. The hate hurts, and the love always burns.
-Morbid Seraphim