Sleeping beauty
Thing of the past
Dreams like this weren't made to last
Open my eyes to find a hand is shaking me
Horror story
Thing of the past
Nightmares were not made to last
Closing my eyes to find a true awakening
Brief candle; burn away
I will die another day
Goblins in my pa**ageway
Cannot keep this life at bay
War story
Thing of the past
Soldiers were not made to last
Ears full of gunfire and eyes full of blood
A casualty
Love story
Thing of the past
Innocence was not made to last
All that remains of him is a child inside of me
Brief candle; burn away
I will die another day
Goblins in my pa**ageway
Cannot keep this life at bay