Laying here in this silent pool of destruction and despair
What was one as good as peaches and cream, has turned into a boulevard of broken dreams
Never again will the sweet whisper of life captivate my ears
Or will the feet of my seed walk a thousand years
My parting from this life would be no sorrow,
Yet a party that leads to tomorrow
All my once golden dreams are now pained and silent screams
So as I lay here and reminisce
I am forced to embrace the devils kiss
