Under blackberry streams and waterfalls hide away in the ruins of your cowardly past doomed to walk the earth in solitude for eternity this pain of your own making but you want somebody else to hurt it's you who is to blame and you who refused to see the pain you caused and your ugliness, and the ugliness... and beauty... In your black heart you honour yourself like some kind of king you talk of pa**ion but no compa**ion you've had so many chances and now there are no more I hated you with all my heart but I knew the conforter would come and play his part and I will have my vengeance Run to the sea, build a house of shells and sand paint it pink live off the land what is this melancholy of the sea? I know it well it stays with me this memory will always be a part of me I tried so hard to protect him from you but the law protected you and now you are forever embedded in this song and there's nothing that you can do The time will come to honour yourself no more I really couldn't say if god will give you a last chance through the backdoor like Maximus to Commodus I will be the one to push the blade to your throat then my work is done why could you just not change? Run to the sea, build a house of shells and sand paint it pink live off the land what is this melancholy of the sea? I know it well it stays with me this memory will always be a part of me