She came calling
One early morning
She showed her crown of thorns
She whispered softly
To tell a story
About how she had been wronged
As she lay lifeless
He stole her innocence
And this is how she carried on
Well I guess she closed her eyes
And just imagined everything´s alright
But she could not hide her tears
´Cause they were sent to wash away those years
They were sent to wash away those years
My anger´s violent
But still I´m silent
When tragedy strikes at home
I know this decadence Is shared by millions
Remember you´re not alone
For we have crossed many oceans
And we labor in between
In life there are many quotients
And I hope I find the mean