Hurt me,
Shove me...

I am willing to burn in eternal damnation, if fate...
I will go where the reaper leads me, as to ease...

Wind blows through trees
Leaves that arent there rustle...

The bell tolls
The fans smile...

Chains that bound and still give freedom, I pledge...
No choices must be made...

Slender beams of moonlight enter
this darkened chamber as I kneel...

The night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak...
the salvation for which you lust...

Pleasure to stop the pain.
Pain to stop the pleasure...

The calm before the storm
No one was here to warn...

Fires of hell, burn and scource my flesh.
Pain runs through me, like blood in the veins...

Slowly walk away
Hoping to feel again...

I sliently lay the blood red rose, upon your grave
hoping not to disturb your slumber...