DEATH
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This is my life;
Depression and sin
Now I have this knife
Pressed under my chin

Thoughts re-appear
Of good times and bad
Sick of frustration
It's making me mad

But now it must end
I'm ready to die
I've nothing to stand for
Just God's evil lie

I'm ready to do it
And I bite my lip
My throat is now bleeding
And I feel it drip

I stop for a second
And I think of the times
Of all of my friends
And all of my crimes

My friends became traitors
My crimes fade away
When light turns to darkness
And I've expired my stay

But I can not do it yet,
As if something's not done
I'm hearing the voices
And I'm on the run

It wasn't the faces,
The teachers, the grades,
It wasn't my parents,
Housekeepers, or maids

It wasn't the torment
Of going to school,
Though that is the reason
That I am a fool

It wasn't the modem,
Or any of my friends,
It wasn't worth leaving
For for childish trends.

What I think it is
Is my evil mind
I belong with the mentals
With nothing to find

No things to discover
No people to meet
No lives to recover
Noone to mistreat

No love to break hearts,
No hearts to make life
When all of it flashes
Back into the knife

I come to my senses,
But not soon enough
I push the knife further
But live for the rough

When all of it flashes
My life is a blur
And so is my vision
But thats up to her

She is the evil
Who's hiddin within
Who came out near the ending
And caused me to sin

But soon I will know
Where Satan does rest
And if there IS Satan
And if he IS the best

But that was my choice
As I went to rest
To sleep on forever
It's all for the best

It's too late to stop me
I'm already dead
By the time that you read this,
I've cut off my head

[MYSTiC PLAGUE BL/´DE]