Every day a mourner's daynBehind these walls of liesnSuicide I still love hernnAll comes down in crimson rainnThe pain is growing insidenI know I still feel for hernnYearning for lost and quiet scenesnYearning for your light in this timenIn time of sorrownnFrom cradle to grave I'm counting the daysnI'll reach the hand of hopenevery time I feel hollownnWith myself I wallow in painnFinally sealing the scars on my facenAll forever stained by glorious darkness