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