How can I show you who I am?
You remember first dates, first times…
Prom and promises and poignant goodbyes.
I remember jagged rocks,
Heat and pain and blood stains
Along the path through hell,
Hearing “ooh ooh that smell” on the radio
And knowing all too well
The scent of death that lingers
On the breath of ha-satan.
All I ever wanted was a chance,
One dance with you, one night,
A moment when all might be
Quiet within my raging world,