If every vampire who said he was at the Crucifixion was actually there, it would have been like Woodstock.
Now that I'm free and very, very far,
I'm safe from your influence. Step by step
The wounds are closing up and leaving scars.
I know you meant no ill and tried to help,

But help without trust is further harm.
When you decide to throw a lightning bolt,
Don't wonder if it hurts your own arm;
I'm done excusing where it's not my fault.

Your disbelieve is killing me no more,
I feel like life is better every day.
I try to even up and set the score,
But never want for you to feel my pain.

I even think that your mistrust was true,
I stole one thing: a memory of you.

@темы: william the bloody