Mourning

You prepare to leave
You ready goodbye
But what if it's just jokes
What if it's just lies

You say you want me happy
Not to think of whats bad
But yet you're still leaving
You'll be leaving me sad

I'll be in mourning
I'll never get out
I'll be violent and angry
I'll scream and I'll shout

I'll hate the world
and the frailty of life
I'll become an assassin
And kill those who strife

The world will be bloody
And the moon will turn red
That's what will happen
If I find out you're dead