death oh what a sweet release
the feel of a cold blade
against warm flesh
the blood pooling around my feet
as i stare into the comming darkness
but that would be a cowards path
and i am no coward
so i walk forward threw the shadows
and feel myself grown cold
as i dift away of the world i thought i knew
for my maddness shows me another path
another way too live
in ways another world
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