What I Hold Dear
(1999)

Every night I scream, Every night I dream
Always in the dark, Always on the mark
Give me a piece of mind that’s not stained
Give me back my Soul
Give me back my Heart
Your superficial family is what is maintained

Smoke in the air, filling my lungs
Inhale the sweet green let demons begone
Sometimes I cannot take to stay in this cell
Breaking free, my stories I must tell

They come at night when there is no light
Hiding their faces behind demon masks
They come with blades
They come with razors
Strictly killing, not willing to fight

Adrenaline rushing through my veins
Pushing blood through the scars
Pushing life through the cracks
All but your pettiness is what remains

Look deep into yourself, beyond all what is here
Look at what you have become
Look at all that you have done
You say you've done whats' best
I think of only this…
Behold unto the future & to what I hold dear

Jer OC © 2002, Metalwood Inc.™ since 1988