From the visions of the pain   Through the corners of the wood   Times you lived your life   Bleedin from its vains of nails   Lived the pain that neverends   The tree of death   Since you were from the dirt   And raised too high of what life is worth   When you ease your brain    See Your dreams over   Fence your eager to fly forever   Reaching through the gun   Roll the trigger run   That's no reason to fly Forever fly   Few minutes of falling drops   To dry the streams of your blood   You leave your god   As the mountain on which I close my eyes   To embrace the future of my last