…For I know now, I'm a puppet on this silent stage show I'm but a poet who failed his best play A Dead Boy, who failed to write an ending to each of his poems"…

…I'm drained but aching for more And the devil inside is reading The words of the saddest poem To be engraved on the stone on my grave I'd kill to share your pain (and carry the shame) And sell my soul for you just to…

…people to wheelchairs, on purpose, you never know, who they kill. they really like psycological thrillers, they do it in reall lifes, it goes beyond, all, it is criminal during the days.…

…Now, we can live like those, who never have kids, to time for hobbies, or nothing to give, they just spend their times in living rooms, and just do it. Thei energy goes just the one thing. Some people just have hobbies…

…play is for you And all of our old friends Asking me how you been I wish I knew So if I call, would you pick up? It's the only thing I wanna do And I should stop Cause I fucked up So I'm putting all my tears to use I wrote a song for you (Oh yeah) I wrote a song for you (Oh yeah, oh yeah)…

…The end. The songwriter's dead. The blade fell upon him Taking him to the white lands Of Empathica Of Innocence Empathica Innocence The dreamer and the wine Poet without a rhyme A widowed writer torn apart by chains…

…You all like army lifes, they need kids, and romance in their lives, you have seen, every kind of life, ' this is like a finnish climat, ' all the time. You have the new friends, i dont know who you see, or how you…

…My power over you Grows stronger yet And though you turn from me To glance behind The Phantom of the Opera is there Inside your mind Those who have seen your face Draw back in fear I am the mask you wear It's me they…