I like to see you smile,
and the way you walk through the fire.
The breath is stolen out of me, when you enter through my bloodstream.
I hate it when you hurt me, but still the eyes of caring upon me.
Your lies, your deciet, In time will make you vanish and die. You called upon my name, and now I call upon his.
To walk away was hard, but now there is no Hell in my veins.