Is this what I wish for those and all they know?  Could depend on how cowardly I should act  If she won't give me the love I came here for  With pen I am armed here to react    Hey now, hey now what is it boy?  All the things that trouble you  So visit your mirror image  Of what might have once behaved  Hey now, hey now what is it boy?  But I won't rest till dead, till dead do you part    This is how I feel my God from what's been dealt  The flies that flutter fight tonight  Is it love that I'm feeling or is this hate the same  The emotion's enough to kill the sane    Hey now, hey now what is it boy?  All the things that trouble you  So visit your mirror image  Of what might have once behaved  Hey now, hey now what is it boy?  Besides, I only hope you know that I love you.  Oh I hope.    Feed little maggots off the Westside of your sin  Run little maggot do they learn of what you did  Feed little maggots off the Westside of your sin  Run little maggot do they learn of what you did    (Feliz sería que hora) [x4]    From start to finish I've made you feel this  Uncomfort in turn with the world you've learned  To love through this hate to live with its weight  A burden discerned in the blood you taste    Why would you deny me answers?  If I'm just a boy on the break of being  Horror and hell through its fires  Be brutally honest, was it better before me?    In the curve of your body  How I want, how I want her with me  The truth of the story  The Vishual, I wish you all    The better end of all to come  The truth be now here one by one  I am to you extend to none  The memory that fuels the fire    Watching his tale with the words he unfolds  Conscience and cold we'd never know  They scream as he laughs off the dust from his eyes  These words will now learn of the dreams in his mind    Could this be that hard for me?  To configure a new love in vain  To my new entity or banish it home to the grave  No one is safe    With the quickness strike out for the less of us doubt  Mercy of the man who put the pen in our mouth  Word write us well signed, "Forgiveness for sale"  I'm through being full  Of all the might you want killed  The fiction will see the real  The answer will question still  In your body to blood as your parents once went  You will follow their lead one by one, every step    Could this be that hard for me?  To configure a new love in vain  To my new entity or banish it home to the grave  I will not save...   Your world  Your world in the end and you.   Your world  Your world