Would've Wept
I spaced the world from the culprit inside
From the truth, hidden to bleed
And it bled through out me
Suffocating in its genocide
I bottled the courage-what I need
And you bled through out me

I saw the death of the rose of love, pain
Grown forth the end, expecting
It withered through out me
I choked silently on this cold chain
Filth of myself, I'm defecting
You withered through out me

And now what I believed to be true
Called upon steel, knives and death
And you're all I believed to be true
It confides to the death

My emptiness has flown forward
My truth has danced to the end
My tears, the pain-ignored
MY truth has danced to the end

And to the apathy, to this I sleep
And to the fact of transition, I'd weep
Oh I would've wept
Lex
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