stick me with pins peel away my skin pluck out my eyes i can t stand to see you die dark skies have followed me into this hollow tree memories of moonlit nights replaced by this hopeless plight an angel with tattered wings to me i hear you sing what s become is unjust i shuffle through your lonely dust a fire that will not quit upon hell s throne i must sit all i do is scream at night it s a silent fight for you now there s nothing right and to you i say goodnight