My heart is hollow.
The silver tears sting my eyes.
Death has snatched another soul.
A beautiful soul I knew so well.
A soul I felt inside me,
With a heart like the wings of sparrow,
A pure and innocent soul.
Loved by all but fate.
But the love was so strong.
So passionate and beautiful.
With the strength from the joy,
My heart can fill the hole that consumes it.
Love will mend my heart.
Not time or money.
The love death has tried to steal,
Is here for me in hard times.
If it weren't for sadness;
What would joy be?
If it weren't for death;
What would life be?
Life isn't all bright,
Death isn't all dark.
Sadness is made of love,
Sadness is beautiful.
When death steals true love,
The bond isn't broken.
Don't give up on love,
Because love will never give up on you.
When death knocks on your door, don't cry.
Let him lead you as a shepherd leads his sheep.
Stop at the river; drink until your thirst is quenched.
Death will take care of you; he will lead you to green meadows.
When the night grows cold, you won't feel it.
For you have felt all the cold in the world.
When you grow lonely, you will be comforted.
For you have felt all the loneliness in the world.
Don't be afraid of death, he isn't here to harm you.
He will come to lead you when your time is over,
And end all the fears and sadness in your life.
Death will lead you to the place you belong.
You do not have to be good.
Sometimes being bad is more fun.
You can push away fate and make your own future.
Tell destiny to go away because you are bored of him.
Do what you want.
I'm drowning, floating, dreaming.
I can't breathe,
Wake up.
Come on, wake up.
Nothing makes sense.
My feet are on backwards,
My head is on upside-down.
I can feel water,
Or blood, or tears.
Nothing matters anyway.
He's gone now.
Forever.
He's only a memory now.
Only my memory.
He loved me.
I loved him.
Flowers on the grave
Withered and dying
Like the soul within
Though I try to lift my head, tilt my chin
I am alone in my suffering
My grieving, my crying
Life has no meaning
Life has no light
I dwell upon the darkest eternal night
My sadness infinite
Past happiness a dream
No one to support me, for my head to lean
To let out all those unspoken screams
And that is why
My dear dead friend
That I have given in to hell
And to the fiend.
It's time...
For the one…
To conquer...My fears...
I am going down the road to that house
The house that makes me feel like a mouse
The one the eats people alive
The one...that doesn't make me strive
When I got up to the door
It made me feel like I couldn't take it any more
And when I got inside....
I....I...I..... didn't really, really ....Stay alive
I saw the monster rich with fear
When I tried to run away... that was the end of John McShear.