He's always there
I can never run
From his twisted schemes
And horrid ideas of fun
I can never break from the ropes of dark
I try to counter with light
But I'd be stupid to think that he'd
Go down without a fight
I've seen it happen to others
The light was always too late
And now if I don't win this fight
That might be my fate
I'm so afraid of death
That I can't do what I should
If I thought that death was nothing
Only then I could
Only then could I shoot the gun
That'd end his life and mine
But I'm sure we'd burn in Hell
Instead of becoming divine
And even if his soul was gone
And mine was still alive
I'd be so horribly empty inside
No longer able to thrive
See, even though I hate him
He's so much of my soul
That if he was no longer there
I'd be like a black hole
A vacuum so devoid of life
That draws in the living things
As if the souls of others
Will heal it, if anything
But that hole will never patch
No, it will empty forever
So I can't stand to lose him
I can't, not ever.
Because I'm afraid of that kind of death
I can never end my pain
I'll live on in this living Hell
With nothing left to gain
I wish that I could live once more
That we could both be free
But it's such a silly wish
For it could never be
And now I lie here on my bed
Blood dripping on the floor
And even though it's pathetic in truth
I couldn't ask for more