Listen to the trickle of a punished heart
You will see they are the same
Blood drips bitter from both as you slowly fall apart
There is no hope no matter where you look
You are a tortured soul that no one cares about
The face in the window that screams for help
Realization that you mean nothing is only the first step
Time to die is now at hand so take it as it comes
As you are cornered and forced down to your knees
No amount of begging will spare your life
You were cursed from the moment your were born
Now face the facts and dive into the blade before it comes to you
Either way it goes death is about to become you
Tears trickle down your face as they slowly raise the blade
You know there is no escaping the fate that has been made
So you lower your head and bite your lip
As they bring the blade down
It hits your neck and stops short as you scream out and fall to the ground
You hear the chuckles of your killers as they gather round
The blood your spill forms a puddle under your head as you slowly fade to red
No mercy is seen as the pull the dagger that is lodged in your neck
Screaming out only makes them smile
They slam the dagger into your ribs and laugh as you choke on your blood
There is no use to fight what comes
As death becomes you
One of them begins to puke as you intestines come out of a gash
But the one that stabs you feels no mercy and continues on
You feel nothing more but the cold ground against your back
Hearing his laughter you shed a tear and wonder why it had to be
Finally all fads and all you hear is one of the voices
"Oh my god I think she is dead..."
As you become death
You will see they are the same
Blood drips bitter from both as you slowly fall apart
There is no hope no matter where you look
You are a tortured soul that no one cares about
The face in the window that screams for help
Realization that you mean nothing is only the first step
Time to die is now at hand so take it as it comes
As you are cornered and forced down to your knees
No amount of begging will spare your life
You were cursed from the moment your were born
Now face the facts and dive into the blade before it comes to you
Either way it goes death is about to become you
Tears trickle down your face as they slowly raise the blade
You know there is no escaping the fate that has been made
So you lower your head and bite your lip
As they bring the blade down
It hits your neck and stops short as you scream out and fall to the ground
You hear the chuckles of your killers as they gather round
The blood your spill forms a puddle under your head as you slowly fade to red
No mercy is seen as the pull the dagger that is lodged in your neck
Screaming out only makes them smile
They slam the dagger into your ribs and laugh as you choke on your blood
There is no use to fight what comes
As death becomes you
One of them begins to puke as you intestines come out of a gash
But the one that stabs you feels no mercy and continues on
You feel nothing more but the cold ground against your back
Hearing his laughter you shed a tear and wonder why it had to be
Finally all fads and all you hear is one of the voices
"Oh my god I think she is dead..."
As you become death
