I think of death, I think of soul, Think of all the love they stole. And tonight, I drink to thee. Gut wrenched horrors, A baby's breath - Midnight threats of early death. I drink alone, On bended knee - Once again, I drink to thee. A life gone wrong, Somehow, somewhere - Running to someone not there.
Darkness falls, And upon the town - Another innocent child drowned.
No one to hear The screams of death - Washed upon a mother's breath.