Forever quiet.
Forever alone.
Dark in my heart,
That’s as black as stone.
I sit here waiting,
For the end of days.
Spending my life,
In a poisoning red haze.
I sit here sulking.
Nothing else to do.
My happiness is gone,
My life is to.
My death has just begun, though.
And I plan to make the best of it.
Even if that means sitting on this throne of death forever.
To my everlasting death I’ll try to commit.
