Deathby Robert Eshaby death in clear disguise. Soul lost in hell ...yet I shall rise. No way will I rest until to all my sins I shall confess. My heart no longer beats but, as still as it may be the body I once lived in ...can. The spirit inside of me you cannot bury. No way will I vanish until I've fulfilled my every last wish. The life I once owned now symbolizes the blackness of a rose. Though I lie deep in burial immortality inside of me grows. No way will I die unless I leave this world head up high. Now that I am a spirit of the night, life lost in which no one can redeem. The more I cannot be heard, the louder may I scream. No more will I let death come near until I have stood up to everything I fear. But before I rise and stand up to my fall, I must greet the greatest fear of all. |
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