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 were not 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, 

altough 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 would 

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-oo 

This necessary evil has no heart 

ooo-oo-ooo 

Flowers and people he will now enclance 

A price he must pay serving a cold 

.. whatevergod.