Author's Notes: Since the last two tracks of the album work and come together to actually form one big track, Ive decided to do the same – one after the other. Well, you'll see it work better that way...

Anyway, the final two tracks

Don't Get Lost In Heaven

Kyle's POV

The cld rain splatters onto my hair, shoulders and practically, the rest of my body as I kneel down by Stan's injured side, take off my jacket and place it underneath so that the soaking ground doesn't touch his head.

"STAN...STAN!" I yell for about ten seconds – watching his face and eyes shake like crazy in a weakened and emotional way. The thunder in the sky builds up just as much as the heavy rain, but my vision never turns away from the one I love.

"HEEEEELP...HEEEEEEELP!" I scream out in every direction – but all that's heard is the overlapping wind, rain and thunder.

"K...Kyle...K...Kyle." Stan finally speaks in a weak breathless and strangle-toned voice.

"STAN!" I grab hold of his body with both my arms and lift him up slightly so that I look truly into his half-open eyes. As we look into each other's eyes, my life with Stan flashes before I eyes. From the first few games of kinderartern in South Park, up until last night when I saw him leave our home on a cool Spring evening in LA, every moment we shared together – whether big or small, comes back to me and intensifies with the existence of myself in those memories. I was always there for Stan and always will be. My tears signify how I feel at the moment.

And then, I get a detailed memory of just how much I love Stan. So much to the point that I even went out to our old home-town to search for his wounded body.

Got off a plane to the countryside,
I drove to the mountain and a hole in the ground.
There was crack on the corner and someone dead,
And fire coming out of the monkey's head.

"K...Kyle...I...I...I want to...to tell you something." Which I don't hear clearly from underneath this army of water droplets

"What?!"

"I want...to tell you something...don't be sad...don't be sad...DON'T...BE...SAD!"

"Don't be sad." I confirm even if my voice IS getting drowned in tears.

"I...will...always...love...you."

"I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU TOO STAN! And as soon as we make you all better – I'm gunna make you so happ-p-p-p-p-py." I begin crying again as I hold his head and bring it close to my chest.

Don't get lost in heaven,
They got locks on the gates!
Don't go over the edge,
you'll make a big mistake!

Stan looks at me again and grasps my hand – his warm touch shakes with fear but so much strength. Breaking the barriers of pain to reach your true feelings of romance is always tough.

"B…but……but……always……remember…what…you…asked……me."

"What?!"

He smiles again and asks me once more in his romantic weakened tone. "Did...you...forget...already?! You...still...haven't...answered...OUR...question." He uses what energy he's got left to lift his head up to whisper something in my ear...OH MY GOD! What I hear makes me break into tears again.

"YES...YES...I WILL...I always will for you Stan!" I feel stupid now. It's the only line that brings me and Stan closer together – it was the only line Stan saw on THAT painting that made him see the light – it was THE ONLY line that showed that he really did love me.

And like I said, as soon as this is all over and we are together at last, all we'll have...is peace, love and happiness...AND NOTHING LESS.

Put me in a cab to suburbia,
I just took a line but I wasn't with you.
There was more of it there, when I got back home,
But you left me, you don't even know my soul.

"NO……don't leave me Stan! I couldn't bare to be without you!"

His cute smile shows itself once more. "I…would never……want…to…be……………with anyone else…………JUST……YOU KYLE. I………love…………you!"

"I love you too!"

Don't get lost in heaven,
They got locks on the gates!
Don't go over the edge,
you'll make a big mistake!

You'll make a big mistake! Aaaaaaaaaah

"I'll……always…be…with you Kyle………I'm so glad……you came…into my life!"

"You too – please……don't leave me."

You'll make a big mistake! Aaaaaaaaaah

"I…would…never…leave……someone I've always loved…since……we…were kids!"

You'll make a big mistake! Aaaaaaaaaah

I look down at him as his vision finally slips away from mine. He looks up at the sky at a single crack in the dark skies – a single ray of white light shining through the grey of the skies and lighting up the tears of the heavens that are falling down now.

And……then…

You'll make a big mistake! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa……

Demon Days

...aaaaaaaahhh

He goes silent. His eyes close and his body stops moving. No……NO…IT CAN'T BE……

"Stan?...Stan?!...STAN!?...STAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!" It's no use………he's gone……he's finally gone! Stan Marsh…is dead!

Still having tight hold of him, I bring myself close to his lying body and rest my head on his chest – crying away this river of tears flowing out my eyes and onto his sweet and innocent young body. The pouring rain signifies the thousand tears I show for Stan being taken away from me. The bangs of thunder signifies the thousand outcries of screaming I show for Stan being taken away from me……by another person.

"Goodbye Stan!" I kiss him on the forehead and wrap my jacket around him to protect him from the cold as he makes his journey upward.

Finally, after a few minutes, I let him go and I place his young body back on the floor – the rain washing away the tears that are soaked across his shirt. Picking my gun up from off the floor and placing it back on my trouser buckle, I slowly walk over to the edge of the hill's vertical surface – I'M WALKING AWAY FROM STAN…for the last time.

In Demon Days, it's cold inside.
You don't get nobody, people sigh.
It's so bad, lasting far, but love yourself.
Hiding in a hole in there,
All the glasses are too big.
Bring it back, got to hold it back,
To let you do that yet you don't want me back.
Before it fall down, falling down falling down,
Falling out to go far from the sun!

The rain continues to splash onto my chemically-rushing brain and head as the emotions in my head are something I can't control. WELL HOW CAN I!? Everything that I've made…built……wanted…and had……all to share with Stan……MEANS NOTHING NOW. Life means nothing now……it never will mean anything with Stan not by my side. I realized that during my early years but now, I don't want ANOTHER repeat of the pain and suffering I had to face for all those fucking years.

"If I lye here……If I just lye here. Would you lye with me and…just forget the World?!" A young echoing voice whispers in the wind around me as I continue to cry and look out at the grey-toned city below. "Would you lye WITH me and…just forget the WORLD?!" The voice keeps saying to me in my head. "JUST FORGET THE WORLD?! Lye……with……me!"

Yes…YES…I know what I must do now. There's only one way for me and Stan to be together…at last……forever……………………I walk back and with all my energy, I pick Stan up and carry him in my arms – just how I wanted to do later today. There's only one final place which is perfect for me and Stan to be together in………BED……HOME. And so, my long, tiring, wet and painful journey down the hill and back home. As I look up towards the dark skies as they continue to cry for me and my love, the clear message of this whole experience is realized. It's not just an experience……it was an experience like no other – A DEMON DAYS EXPERIENCE.

In these Demon Days, it's so cold inside.
It's so hard for a good soul to survive.
You can't even trust the air you breathe.
Coz' Mother Earth wants us all to leave!
When lies become reality,
You numb yourself with drugs and TV.
Pick yourself up it's a brand new day,
So turn yourself 'round - don't burn yourself,

Turn yourself; turn yourself around…to the sun!

As I reach back onto the quiet and seemingly empty streets of the LA estate, my feet go numb and I trip – landing face first on the paving, but allowing Stan to drop atop onto my back. "You're almost there Kyle……YOU CAN DO IT" His voice speaks again – eagerly chanting me on through the loud thunder and wet tears of the heaven's sky. "I will always love you Kyle………but do you love Stan?"

My weak face then turns to a face of determination and strength. "YES……YES I DO! KYLE LOVES STAN!" And then, an unknown magnetized strength – fuelled only by love, brings me back to my feet. The rain does not affect me anymore. All that I focus on now is the love that brings us even closer together.

Finally, I reach my front door within the midst of this dark and grey rainy atmosphere. After opening the door with my key-card – I push deep for what strength I've got left, close the door and carry the 'sleeping' Stan up to THE bedroom – OUR bedroom. Again, the thoughts of us two come back into my head – all flashing in my mind against a grey background of confusion, worry and fear.

In these Demon Days, it's so cold inside.
It's so hard for a good soul to survive.
You can't even trust the air you breathe.
Coz' Mother Earth wants us all to leave!
When lies become reality,
You numb yourself with drugs and TV.
Pick yourself up it's a brand new day,
So turn yourself 'round - don't burn yourself,

Turn yourself; turn yourself around…to the sun!

To the sun!

TO THE SUUUUUN!

To the sun!

TO THE SUUUUUN!

The bed's till un-made. Heh, guess I must'a forgot to make it this morning. I was too wrapped in happiness and delight of what I thought would be today, that I forgot about the other side to the coin……those who would go against it……the people AND the fates. I pull back the covers, place Stan comfortably on his side of the bed and slowly fold back his half of the covers over him.

So now…….this is it. If I can't be with Stan…in life…………

I pull out the gun – the long dark barrel tube of this black firearm I mainly bought just for protection, is going to be the very instrument that brings us two together……FINALLY……FOREVER.

To the sun!

TO THE SUUUUUN!

To the sun!

TO THE SUUUUUN!

BANG! The barrel lets out the final whistle of smoke as I look down to see I couldn't have aimed MORE closer. Stan's heart……and Kyle's heart……both hurt……but both in love!

My energy's falling – but my love ISN'T. With what energy I can collect from the inner reaches of my body, soul and mind………I crawl into bed beside Stan – never taking my gaze away from his adorable sleeping state. And as I pull back my side of the covers and bring my side of the covers up and over me too, I reach for his hand and grasp it with as much love that I can show. And then…that one last thought never leaves my mind……I LOVE YOU STAN……I LOVE YOU STAN……I…LOVE…YOU…STAN………My eyes are starting to fall shut. It's me who's going to sleep now……

To the sun!

TO THE SUUUUUN!

To the sun!

TO THE SUUUUUN!

I………WILL…………ALWAYS……LOVE………YOU………STAN…MARSH. And then………silence………………………………and light………

To the suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun………

Author's Comments: So…that's it……well not exactly. Just in case any of you thought it was over, there's still ONE FINAL CHAPTER……remember, I said final two chapters – this was just one of them. And I assure you, by the end of THAT, everything will be just as it's meant to be! Stay tuned – one final chapter of The Demon Days Experience is still to come……