Pearls of red, in a long straight line,
Strangely beautiful, I happen to find,
The shadows are calm, where I sit all alone,
I'm feeling content,
I'm finally home.
Pain is relative, or so they say,
I've made him my brother, I want him to stay,
When steel meets flesh, or flesh meets bone,
I'm feeling content,
I'm finally home.
Death hurts the living, more than the dead,
So spare me the lies, you've planned in your head,
Send me an angel, let it fall from the sky,
Then I'll say, take me with you,
I'm willing to die.