Faces - Tomorrow's Eve

an old friend

passed me by the other day

he seemed not to remember me

just last year we first met late at night

and I stabbed my knife in his heart

I see the faces of those who passed on

brought by my hands to a better place

I see them everyday

they ride the bodies of random strangers

and I know they are happy now

I can see my old friends

walking dogs, holding hands

they may smile all just walk on by

they’re with me every step

they won’t let me forget what I’ve done

how grateful they are

I see the faces of those who passed on

brought by my hands to a better place

I see them everyday

they ride the bodies of random strangers

and I know they are happy now

they stare at me

from my mirror

and they call my name

and the face with my hands

holds a knife to his throat

I can feel the cold steel of my skin

and the faces of those who passed

bring me to a better place

bring me straight to hell

I am ready now to join my old friends

and maybe you will see me too…