• Just!- that!- I'm!
    Slippin to my face from trippin,
    plant down on the ground look around and what do I see?
    Little white lights with little birds right?
    Nah, when I look up from this fall to see my life turned a thrall-
    and that's not it.
    Oh no this fantasy is always haunting my dreams
    and it makes me see that freedom from me
    is to be free forever seen. Done! Right! Now!
    I'm taken to the obscene and ripped apart at the seem.
    This is not the last time I've dreamed.
    This is the last time I breathed.

    Can you really look at me with such gall?
    Now that I fall for this and you never give me a miss.
    You make me sick and it only gets harder.
    Taken out from the world and face no lord or devil martyr.
    Only laughter of the aftermath musician,
    he never gives the decision to live, only death.
    My breath is taken from me and now I can't see.

    Gone and it's taken it's time to settle
    Exercised my devils and taken to another level
    When trouble takes me to a face that is replaced
    Anger inside and a calming breath I now take
    A new world to show bound by no fire or snow
    A middle of grey now is my day forever more.
    A cloud filled sky with grass white,
    and dimmed surrounding light.
    What do I see? A smiling face for me?
    Nah, just a reaper as my deceiver.
    And I ask,'Can I ever see them?
    Is my soul forfeit forever?
    Does my end even matter!?' No!

    Call it what you want I gave it my all.
    Can you really look at me with such gall?
    Now that I fall for this and you never give me a miss.
    You make me sick and it only gets harder.
    Taken out from the world and face no lord or devil martyr.
    Only laughter of the aftermath musician,
    he never gives the decision to live, only death.
    My breath is taken from me and now I cannot see.

    He laughed in my face and took me to a place.
    To my fear I see no trace of a ground or sky.
    No end to this black in fact this is more than a place
    This is my world now my prison of disgrace.
    Fortune has double crossed me and critically taken me
    to a state that I can say I more than hate.
    But Fate, has decided now I'm dead.
    Maybe more than forgotten now you can't see me again.
    This was all it? This is after the life I've lived?
    Sure it wasn't perfect, nothing is perfect if not worth it.
    But cosmically 'deserve' it. From beginning birth to the end.
    This robed man shrieked in another laugh at my day.
    Disappeared forever from me and now I fade.
    I fade away.