User:William.Aft 1983

I don’t know what I was thinking,

about leaving my child behind.

Now I suffer the and now I am blind.

Now with all this anger, guilt and sadness

haunting me forever,

I can’t wait for the cliff at the end of the river.

Is this revenge I’m seeking?

Or seeking someone to avenge me?

Stuck in my own paradox, wanting to set myself free.

It won’t be long before I become a puppet.

Maybe I should chase and find before they’ll try to stop it.

It’s been so long, since I last have seen my son lost to this monster,

To the Man Behind The Slaughter.

It’s Been So Long - The Living Tombstone