They trusted me to care for their most precious prize
While they went out one night
See the light that sheltered me before
The trust they would implore
These thoughts that come from nowhere
Go drifting through my head
I wish I could have silence, instead
These thoughts that come from somewhere
Draw from a red-stained cradle
I wait for breaths that do not come
He's wasted gone, forever lost
Curse myself. Good lord! What have I done?!
Which way can I run
So that I can flee the sun?
I've mastered my escape
I've kept a pace since the very first day
The lights signal their approach
Their hearth, replaced with blood and bones
How can I make this right?
I just need time