~~Death Road~~

Life is too short
So let end it fast
With a swig of a black metal sword

Riding hard and fast
Upon the black horse of death
Down the road of the dead

Many reach up to touch me but I cut their hands off
To watch them bleed on the road leading to death .

The rode which I ride
I try to find the road which lend to life

I find but the gate close
I grip the white metal bars as I fell to my knees
They kick and step on my toes as I cry for them to open up
They never did

I tried to be good but they would let me in
I hate them now
I was cursed

To a life of death
I hate them now as I ride hard and fast throughout the woods of the dead

-Morana Rose