Woorden: Avenged Sevenfold. Sounding the Seventh Trumpet. Turn The Other Way.

Slit my wrists, take away the pain
Slit my throat, everyone?s to blame
Lost in the fields of confusion
Restless nights, they're not far away

I came here for something and I'm not turning back
A calm piece of mind but you still hold my keys
Keeping my fate deep within your threshold
Petty inconvenience but it means the whole world to me

You have the power to set me free
Caught in your grasp, how? Just let me be
Give me control out, out of these depths
A fiery hell, I pray for death

I've been the wrong one time and time again
Now I'm on my knees forgive me please
Tore out my heart and handed to me on a silver platter
Sew up the hole, emptiness in the place of compassion

You made me this way, I am the product of your creation
Look the other way now you've turned your back on me
You've turned away from me, the future's much to far away to see
I hope you learn the truth
Not the way things were meant to be with me and you