I'll Always Thank The Lord

You Can't Do Something Forever.

I Hate Myself For Loving You And The Weakness That It Showed. You Were Just A Painted Face On A Trip Down To Suicide Road.

You Can Have Your Youth It'll Rot Before Your Eyes

My Guard Stood Hard When Abstract Threats, Too Noble To Neglect, Deceived Me Into Thinking, I Had Something To Protect.

My Love Is Like Some Raven At My Window With A Broken Wing.