and i hear the sharp call of the life i left behind and i feel my one soul starting to unwind i forget the places and faces in my mind but the time that races me is leaving me behind And why wont you die for me? why do you haunt me still? what are you watiting for? why not just make the kill? and the silence's screaming sharp knives in my head and the dreams escape me when i lay to bed and the darkness' passing but the light won't come and the ghost of you just won't leave me alone and why should i die for you? why should i grant your wish? why should the silence break? why should i diminish?