there is a man in this world who has never smiled you may know his tragedy the later years by heart in the beginning there was a mother father and a child a troubled little silent boy whose life they were to destroy known to us from this day on like his father caleb his mother came up with such a clever way to save the day with a little white lie he thinks he missed the point back then but now he s grown to understand it in a way father said i m sorry only once as i remember the words weren t meant to hurt only destroy you my stupid son one person can make a difference sometimes just turn his head when the kid is still and has a weak neck smiled at his funeral happy you re dead all his solutions it seemed were only problems in disguise glueing on his drinkin face got ready to erase another day mother was yet confident although they had it tight taught her son at the end of every tunnel s a little light it wasn t a lie it was her hope that everything would be fine one day he can fulfill his every dream i m happy as long as he s not  i hate it and fear can t face it the child is not right he s my greatest shame go out create thunder and stand right under that old apple tree where dead snakes let him feed on those lost hopes all those kind words could hurt him even more now somehow lost one more way back home out on the lake he rows towards a monster he should ve been running away from years ago the past had made him blind to the way he d turned the pain into a way of life followed his father tucked him in caleb knows the trade he s the portrait of a man his mother drew to hate forever she was a beast a deadly saint wrong in many ways wanted to keep up the charade until the end waltzing together over the hills under the sea fighting the will whole universe why does a man driving a hearse live in fear gift and a curse taking em out taking em all shooting the wall over and out when nothing moves all s well a decision he can find a way to live with and dried up flowers are so beautiful and it applies to all things living and dead for that i serve my time in my suite in hell now i ring the bell to tell the world i m ready when they bring out the soon to be dead against the wall oo oo ooo this necessary evil has no heart ooo oo ooo flowers and people he will now enlace a price he must pay serving a cold whatevergod