The End

by Matt   Mar 7, 2005


Lost once on the road, Lost once on the street, as I laid down to die, cause death comes to meet
I saw something different, I knew it was time, to let myself go, from horror and crime

I warped in through time, before I was born, things were so different, life wasn't so worn
As everything got blurry, and nothing was clear, I wanted to know, if heaven was near

But who was I joking, no heaven is real, It was time for all ends, to end, that's the deal
I faded away, I remember no more, for now I am dead, the scars are not sore

I'm a lifeless corps, lying on the ground, people shriek and cry, but I can't make a sound
I have awoken somewhere, How this doesn't make sense, It's hot and it's burning, I'm in hell with no defense...

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