My Dying Bride

Sickness often, often attends me. I'm ruled by pain
Tortured memories burning my brain. Oh, make it end
Killed for nothing. Killed by no-one. I was just a boy
Weak and lonely, cold and bloody. Give me a hand
Cared by many, but I know none. My life has gone
Rage and anger tearing through me. Who's God will pay?
Made me fight for you. Made me die for you