To Jonny II They took you away... my ventage... my friend... my love... they took you away from me... might as well take away the world... take away my life... that would have been better... no suffering... no pain... no torture... but no... they knew what to do... knew exactly how to kill me... tear me up inside... they took you from me... they knew i couldnt live without you... they knew i would break... take my own... kill myself... they knew it would be my hands... not theirs... that the blood stained... my death wouldnt be on them... they wouldnt be to blame... they gave me the motive... the reason... they gave me the knife... guided it to my wrist... they gave me the strength to slice... rip through my delicate skin... tear away at my being... but they are to blame... they are my killers... they were the ones who did this to me... i wouldnt have dont it... if only i had you... you and me... us... together... at last... together in blissful harmony... away from everyone... away from the world... away from everyone... in Hell...