I don’t know what I was thinking leaving my child behind. Now I suffer the curse and now I am blind. With all this anger, guilt and sadness coming to haunt me forever. I can’t wait for the cliff at the end of the river. Is this revenge I am seeking, or someone to avenge me? Stuck in my own paradox want to set myself free. Maybe I should chase and find before they’ll try to stop it. It won’t be long before I’ll become a puppet. It’s been so long since I last have seen my son lost to this monster the man behind the slaughter. Since you’ve been gone I’ve been singing this stupid song