Drainable wisdom in a bloodstained glass
shredding every dirty secret buried in his past
you abuse your only child you raped his life
dragged and drenched it in a coating of lies
Forcing morbid actions to pleasure you
distroying his very being to leisure you
and she stood and stared at her son falling apart
melting the burnt image to her swollen heart
making his desperate plea screaming out crying
trying to get some help people thinking he's lying
feeling so dirty so alone and hurt
the very people that should protect him desert
and now the years go on and flash backs torment him
wanting to have revenge on the very man who condemned him
wanting to die and take his life buring his pain deep inside
drowning himself in memories that he felt he had to hide
and left to defend himself from this child abuse
let alone trying to deal with temptation of the noose
now he sings and feels alive
but still haunted by your lie
and deep within his memories deep inside to this day
mummy watched her son die her son's life thrown away
:), I love this poem. Jonathan Davis is a rock god ^-^.