I will help you when i get out of the hole my blood has burned for me, if it wasn't for this crimson torture running through my veins i wouldn't be me, waiting to be recognized, when i get out I'll break you out of the hole that was burned for you,when will our paths meet, cause it was the gods design for us to meet, we'll be joined sooner than i think, when i look into your eyes i see the beauty of life, i hope that i can be your savior the day i die, then my soul will lift away from the flesh and decay that this world has given to me, my wounds will be healed the day i can hold you when you cry