PARADISE OF DEATH
The torch of hate, burns to your soul.
Your heart became black, a color of coal.
The pain was inflicted, you can no longer withstand.
Full of despair, rage and sadness, your no typical man.
Once full of life, kindness and compassion.
Done with the green, into the dark, your new kind of fashion.
Eyes that were blue, now a deep color of blood.
Inside you are drowning, depression being the flood.
You have nothing to live for, not anymore.
Each day you live, is just another chore.
Its right over there, your sword is beside you.
It wont be so hard, you know what to do.
The blade itself, shines so bright.
This is your decision, so it must be right.
Youve had these thoughts for awhile, constantly running though your mind
With draw your sword for the very last time.
You feel the pain, inside of your chest.
Now is your paradise, finally a time to rest.