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Death

Life energy,
It's all around me,
Disappearing,
Right before my azure eyes.
I know they are taking it,
Those cruel beings.
Why must you make me suffer like this?
To never see my loved ones again?
You sadistic demons,
The blue aura around me,
I know my death is to come,
Yet I dont push it away,
I embrace it,
My life,
My hopes,
My dreams
They are all nothing.
None of it matters.
The pull of death is so strong,
So tempting,
I know one shouldn't give in to this,
Yet I see it as paradise.
Paradise.
I'm sure people would tell me:
"You're a deranged you idiot!"
Oh, how right they may be,
My life has been nothing,
Why continue with this nothingness?
When I could follow the path of death.
Oh, how alluring it is,
It is seducing me with what you would call empty promises,
But are they really as empty as you say?
Or are they so fufilling that I cant help but smile at my excutioner.
Is everyone so sure of what is right and wrong?
Is it black and white?
Is there no grey area inbetween?
I see the black, the white, and the grey areas.
All of them could be seen reasonable in anyones eyes.
Death,
That is always seen as a bad thing.
Is it really?
For some reason,
I have no idea what to make of it?
Is this all a dream?
Is death the dream?
When we wake up will everything be fine again?
Or will it all come crumbling down,
Just like a the building did,
That ruble falling and falling,
No way to stop it,
No way to stop my death,
No way to stop it.
Do you feel like you can change the future?
Yes?
How about the past?
Oh, got you on that one didn't I?
We all live for the future.
Has it ever crossed your mind to stop thinking about the future?
And think about the present?
Its sickening.
I guess when one always thinks about the future,
And when one is talking of dying,
What will become of their future?
Nothing!
That's what.
They are just a mass of flesh and bones.
Giving up,
Knowing they will amount to nothing.
This world is so harsh,
Thousands of people,
Amount to nothing.
They don't chase after their dreams.
Everyone knows about the people who get them,
So what?
What happens to those that don't?
I'll tell ya what happens.
They rot and die.
Poor souls,
Let their souls live happier in death than they did in life,
Maybe Death is the better of the two,
In reality you are always scared of it.
But once it comes you no longer need to fear it,
Oh, sweet death,
Bring us euphoria,
Sweet alluring death.

Description
Death

Life energy,
It's all around me,
Disappearing,
Right before my azure eyes.
I know they are taking it,
Those cruel beings.
Why must you make me suffer like this?
To never see my loved ones again?
You sadistic demons,
The blue aura around me,
I know my death is to come,
Yet I dont push it away,
I embrace it,
My life,
My hopes,
My dreams
They are all nothing.
None of it matters.
The pull of death is so strong,
So tempting,
I know one shouldn't give in to this,
Yet I see it as paradise.
Paradise.
I'm sure people would tell me:
"You're a deranged you idiot!"
Oh, how right they may be,
My life has been nothing,
Why continue with this nothingness?
When I could follow the path of death.
Oh, how alluring it is,
It is seducing me with what you would call empty promises,
But are they really as empty as you say?
Or are they so fufilling that I cant help but smile at my excutioner.
Is everyone so sure of what is right and wrong?
Is it black and white?
Is there no grey area inbetween?
I see the black, the white, and the grey areas.
All of them could be seen reasonable in anyones eyes.
Death,
That is always seen as a bad thing.
Is it really?
For some reason,
I have no idea what to make of it?
Is this all a dream?
Is death the dream?
When we wake up will everything be fine again?
Or will it all come crumbling down,
Just like a the building did,
That ruble falling and falling,
No way to stop it,
No way to stop my death,
No way to stop it.
Do you feel like you can change the future?
Yes?
How about the past?
Oh, got you on that one didn't I?
We all live for the future.
Has it ever crossed your mind to stop thinking about the future?
And think about the present?
Its sickening.
I guess when one always thinks about the future,
And when one is talking of dying,
What will become of their future?
Nothing!
That's what.
They are just a mass of flesh and bones.
Giving up,
Knowing they will amount to nothing.
This world is so harsh,
Thousands of people,
Amount to nothing.
They don't chase after their dreams.
Everyone knows about the people who get them,
So what?
What happens to those that don't?
I'll tell ya what happens.
They rot and die.
Poor souls,
Let their souls live happier in death than they did in life,
Maybe Death is the better of the two,
In reality you are always scared of it.
But once it comes you no longer need to fear it,
Oh, sweet death,
Bring us euphoria,
Sweet alluring death.