You took my life once, now you've tried to take it twice. You took my chance for freedom, and now I pay the price.
Is this your greatest fear? Is this what haunts you at night? That I'd wake up from your hold, that I'd try to take your life?
For years my strings have worn, and worn strings will eventually break. Yet you thought they held strong, and never be replaced.
You must reap what you sow, now that the deed is done. You must now let them be, the Father and the Son.






















