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 [bad word] through
forever on,
forever [bad word] 

He fights the [bad word] he has within.
Refuses to let the sea of reason in.
father grows numb,
his weakness he dare not show.
child robbed of love,
too young to know.
The chasm grows too wide
as they [bad word] 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 [bad word] through
forever on,
forever [bad word] 

As [bad word] 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.
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 [bad word] [bad word] how I'll stick through 'til the end,
but even the deepest sorrow
will lose it's scalpel edge.