She stands there by the window, the woman in black.

Her emotions are covered up, she's not ready for any kind of attack.

Whatever, she will deal with, she will never come back.

Her eyes are fully dialated, she hears voices coming at her again.

Its never gonna stop, these emotions will never end.

Suddenly, a flicker of light

Wary, she adjusts her eyes.

Oh but its just an illusion, it doesn't take long for her to realize.

The voices inside, stronger then ever, each one making her shudder.

"Will it ever stop?" Agonized, she wonders.

The room is getting darker, she doesn't know if she will make it through the night.

In the window, in the sky, there is only one bright light.

Will she think about taking her own life.

Its a horror picture, one day she hopes to be his wife.

But, he's still not looking forward to having her home, under his pillow he hides his knife.

The door swings open, two pairs of eyes.

One full of anger, one full of surprise.

The knife, he drives inside, while she stares, cause she fell from the sky.

Slowly blood starts to drip.

The man now realising his mistake, but its no use, its to late.

He watches her fall, the knife as well, knowing this, he's going to regret.

His doomsday he had met.

This story was his to tell.

She captured her fate, she's wondering if it was too late.

The knife was jabbed into her heart.

From this day on, her life was torn apart.

The woman in black, must wear her colour tonight.

As they lay her out, rest in peace they did shout.

She tried to make it, her life was one big fight.

Bringing her out into the world, for them to see, still doesn't make it right.

She will smile in peace, because her soul will go to heaven tonight.

No two wrongs will make anything less easier to say good-bye.

She did her wrong, he made it right, now here we all sit and cry.

The moon is out, the dogs are barking, time just stood still.

Her body is buried, right on top of that green pastured hill.

He walks in her empty bedroom and realized she's gone.

A picture on the wall, she's smiling, then plays her song.

He killed her, but her spirit is still there, the woman in black was never that strong.

The sounds of silence, boomerang in her favor, she was buried without any loved one around.

This place she grew up in, didn't have any danger in this town.

He loved her with all his might, but love didn't come easy his.way.

She's living in spirit, she's living for him today.

The echos harmonize the sounds in her voice.

It was her decision to trust everyone, it was her choice.

Nobody is going down without a fight, not if some day you can make things right.

This What You Have Become

She closes her eyes to stop the tears from falling down her face.

The voices become louder, its all in her mind, the echos she must erase.

Nobody understands what she goes through everyday.

She holds it all in, there's not much that she can say.

But, they all know that she is not okay.

Her small frail body feels all the pain.

She's standing there, feeling useless, its too much to feel sain.

She counts every crack on the side walks, until they tell her to stop.

Everything plays over and over inside her brain.

The voices get louder, she's going insane.

She is put into this dark room, with just a window to look through.

Two large men stand outside her door, there's no escaping anymore.

Counting each crack on the wall in her room and drawing each figure in her mind, that she saw in a picture like cartoon.

Chanting the song one, two, three, four

The voices get louder, near my door.

Five, six, seven, eight, run faster then this because i am never late.

I'm not normal, that's what they say, i face each tomorrow in the same bloody way.

These voices get louder, i am supposed to do what they say.

But, stuck in this padded room, i will go insane.

They pick at my skin and play with my brain.

I am pushed to my limits, there is nothing to obtain.

I am never getting out of here, sanely impossible is what i fear.

I guess i better get used to this place.

I walk the hallways, another inhumanly face.

Nobody cares about you, your just walking in space.

Everyone is just high on meds, and they have no idea where they are.

They just think that everyone forgot about them and living so far.

Nobody in here has dignity and pride.

Their brains are sizzling and fried.

They were told by society that this is their home.

Most of them never see the outside, they are always alone.

What made them get this way in life?

Some were born with a mental illness while others suffered sorrow and strife.

Its sad to live in a world full of tears.

Its sad to live in a world full of fears.

Nobody said life would be easy to understand.

Look in the mirror, or offer them a hand.

This could end up being you, many years from now.

Just study them and wonder how.

How could they end up unstable.

Picture yourself like this, are you able?

Every day there are many illnesses that go unnoticed, and this is what you become.

Take out that gun and you better run.

Take out a knife, and this is what you become.

Look into a mirror, now you are done.

You see what life has become of you.

Countless nightmares, that are not true.

it plays in your mind, and twists every membrane that you have inside.

All your nerves that have died.

This is what you have become.