softly your shriling comes through my walls seperating my tears from your blood you ware your cloak of scars and cuts was the pain just to much? you went insane found a new state of mind but God can't fix what he doesn't know through pericing pain your hurt won't show wrape your cloak around you cover it with my tears and wash away your blood you won't pray to a God that doesn't know so I'll give you my tears while you wait for your fading tomorrow that ones for my buddy! (you know who you are)