Walked through the valley of shadow and death,
Grab by the necked and choked to death,
Only there was left there spirits,
Blood all over the fucking floor she cried as they tortured her some more,
Grabbed by a creature of black starting to command her,
They whipped and taunt her some more,
There was a piece of her heart left,
Fallen to the floor with opened scars,
Bruises on the back of her neck, not wanting to give a fucking damn,
As she cried for her life she couldn't forget that night when the stars rose above and she seen his face,
She called out his name several times she couldn't help but wonder why? She knew a piece of him has died,
Took a bullet to the chest, lay there dying, scream for help but nobody's gonna hear,
Lay there in black diamonds covered with blood, the roses were dead black and his heart was ice cold blue,
Black and blue were the scars of his past,
Done by another, gain by respect...