beyond the sky of falling hate.. depression which is truly fate.. where emptiness comes so near.. and life is fully feared.. now
suicide seems so clear as twisted hearts slowly fade .. rotten dreams on they’re way laughter seems so far away cut by cut bloodflow out of this mind less dream knot by knot rope moves closer breathing seem smoother death is on it way while life slow slips away emotion trap inside this heartless body webs of sin slow settling in