Never a Wish Granted I hold a lifeless woman's head, wishing she was not dead, then as I scream a mighty scream, something tells me it must seem that Death should take me instead, placing me upon my death bed I feel the blood fall from her face so much, I can touch and taste. The blood falls aimlessly onto my leg, as to Satan I do beg, for her to awaken once more, and tell her something never said before, something again I can never do, give her my heart and say I LOVE YOU.