| Denial surrounds a naive boy, as he plays in the field. | |
| Precious time escapes him, ignorant to what is real. | |
| There's a thief in the shadows waiting to breed. | |
| To take away what is his, to take from him what he needs. | |
| "Now my son, be strong (along the path of life)." In his flesh these words have carried on. | |
| She worries for him, to keep him calm. Her love runs through forever on, forever true. | |
| He fights the truth he has within. | |
| Refuses to let the sea of reason in. | |
| A father grows numb, his weakness he dare not show. | |
| A child robbed of love, too young to know. | |
| The chasm grows too wide as they struggle to save a precious life for another day. | |
| She sat through nights, and held him tight, thankful for the years. | |
| Knowing the end was in sight accepting what she'd feared. | |
| "Now my son, be strong (along the path of life)." In his flesh these words have carried on. | |
| She worries for him, to keep him calm. Her love runs through forever on, forever true. | |
| As time runs out, everything he never said, every chance he never took, plays over in his head. | |
| And he screamed at the sky! | |
| The body of a woman that he still loves, lays lifeless before his eyes. | |
| A hollow vessel at rest, opens up to the skies. | |
| Does death give way to peace, or just oblivion? | |
| Another life cut short. Another victim of the villain. | |
| My heart has struggled to comprehend how I'll stick through 'til the end, | |
| But even the deepest sorrow will lose it's scalpel edge. |