There are some we never see in this world

Who will always be alone.

They will never dance or kill,

kiss or play trombone.

No second chances

Just fallow lives/ won't never see the sun.

No voices

To repent for what

They haven't done.

In this ever waning circle

Of faithless mortal men,

She killed him out of jealousy/ he'll never love again.

It's just a dream/ I can't wake up.

(A babe lies still in fallen snow)

Nightmares drop on sodden dreams.

(Pale as white in dead repose)

Now their minds are breaking up/with nothing holding back.

No second chances

Just fallow lives that will never see the sun.

No choices (they were cut away)

To repent

for what they hadn't done.