So sweet now is the sound of this silence.
So bitter is the cold breeze that wears me thin.
Do you feel better now that
he's kept you company?
... because I feel worse now than before
in my own skin.

When I die,
I hope my light
will reach the darkest
parts of you,
and in this life
I pray you'll find
the truth you've tried so hard
to prove.
... because I'm tired of all the lies
and things that I've had to sacrifice;
they've gone away,
but the pain remains
within my veins.

So tender is your touch that haunts my dreams.
So empty is my bed, where I can't sleep.
Do you think the tears I've...