Pray

I've whispered it once, long ago, in the dark of the night,

I prayed it to the heavens in an attempt to stop my torment.

I made promises to Heaven and Hell that I'll be theirs

As long as this works out, that this pain ends briefly...

And all I was given were empty promises 

Of endless riches, of endless emptiness...

And I would take it all if it meant kissing your lips once,

If it meant you will never lack anything you want or need.

I would sign away my soul, my eternity,

If I knew your cheeks will be free of spills...

And if I knew you'd be forever all right.