Sleeping beauty 
Thing of the past 
Dreams like this weren't made to last 
Open my eyes to find a hand is shaking me 

Horror story 
Thing of the past 
Nightmares were not made to last 
Closing my eyes to find a [bad word] awakening 

Brief candle; burn away 
I will die another day 
Goblins in my passageway 
Cannot keep this life at bay 

War story 
Thing of the past 
Soldiers were not made to last 
Ears full of gunfire and eyes full of blood 
casualty 

Love story 
Thing of the past 
Innocence was not made to last 
All that remains of him is a child inside of me 

Brief candle; burn away 
I will die another day 
Goblins in my passageway 
Cannot keep this life at bay