Dead in your hearts, dead in your souls,
Nothing left to touch or to hold;
Memories take me back through time,
You were part of this life of mine.

More than simply children to love,
God's two greatest gifts from above;
Things have happened and changed it all,
Not a thought nor even a call.

Yet, I still let it bother me,
And pray the time will come one day;
When you may need me once again,
No! I'd never turn you away.

You were more than my flesh and blood,
You were my whole life for so long;
Torn from my heart by pure evil,
The tactics she used were all wrong.

Yet, why should I only blame her?
All she does is throw out the bait;
Then the sharks feed on it blindly,
Why do you let her control your fate?

Sometimes a wound cannot be healed,
And only through death will it mend;
Then let me be dead in your hearts,
In death you can't hurt me again.

I thank God for the memories,
Guess there are no more to be made;
Left a life that was killing me,
But God, what a price to have paid.