With the setting sun dying behind him, fading like his dying heart
  With the rising moon shining in his eyes, like the rage burning in his soul
With hate and  Grief turmoiling within his mind
  With all the suffering you brought to an pained soul
With an other heart crushed do you see the fowl of your way...

How could you do so much with the smallest of things
  Why did it have to be so, decietfull and painfull
Must i be the one to pay your price? can´t it be an other who has the will to live
  To this dark you are the cause for even when i awake i dream of the life now lost,
Hope to be awakened from an living nightmare you cast me in...
  
To how long must i dream?To how long can i hate you?
  Did i even say how i valued your presence?
I figure not for here i am, alone in the dark avoid of a friend to pull me out...

To an living hell you cast me in to burn and scream.......was it all my nown doing afterall?