If I were to die today,
What would you feel,
Would you notice?
Would you think it was real?
don�t try to fool me,
I no you don�t care,
I no me dieing is the least of your fears,
So why should I stay damned to this living hell?
Why should I be kept here under your spell?
You don�t know your mystic power,
Nor your sacred word,
And I no you haven�t heard,
Heard of the nights,
Thos lonThosenights that I cry,
The ones where my blood stains the kitchen floor,
And the ones when I feel I cant take it anymore,
But I cannot leave,
No I must stay,
And wait for the day you might take my breath away,
When you will steal away this pain and set my black heart free,
The day it will just be you and me,
But thus is all a dream,
A image inside my head,
And since its all fake,
I might as well be dead,
So I have to choose,
Decide what to do,
Should I stay here and wait for you?
Or should I leave this world?
this world so cruel,
And demolish all the pain from not having you.
