Butterflies Die

He's running through his life alone
Hating what this world has shown
He tortures innocence to dull his pain
But the rage he feels will still remain

Looking through this child's eyes
You can see how a butterfly dies
As he tears apart one fragile wing
His heart, inside, can't feel a thing

He sits alone and tries to cry
Planning innocence demise
He wonders if it's born to live
His rage, inside, just won't forgive

Looking through his troubled eyes
You can see how a butterfly dies
As he tears apart one fragile wing
His heart, inside, can't feel a thing

Now the tears can finally start
As he digs inside his lonely heart
Nothing dies, not today
So innocence can fly away

Looking through his terrified eyes
You can see why a butterfly dies
As he tears apart his fragile soul
His heart is now an empty hole