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Last Moment Alive
I can't remember, why I went these ways
For days and days I just, continued to stray
Floating on the sea I watched the sun rise
Thinking that this could my last moment alive
Never before have I found death so comforting
Welcoming me into the halls of its palace
As I wonder why death greeted me with a smile
I forgot the scythe that cut through my neck
I can't remember, why I went these ways
For days and days I continued to ask why
Floating along on my path I watched the sun set
Wondering why I'm so appeased
Never before have I warmed so much to the sky
The stars twinkling out there in the cosmos
And as death welcomes me with open arms
I wonder why an arm is hiding from my view,
Maybe the deal I've made is just a fallacy
This could be all that I've wanted
This could be the only thing that I ever dreamed of
This could be my blissful horizon
This could be my way to ascension
This could be all that I've wanted
This could be the only thing you made me dream of
This could be my blissful apprehension
This could be my way to desecration!
I can't remember, why I went these ways
For days and days I continued to protest
(It's not my life! - It's not my time!)
Floating on the euphemisms of my past
I watch my black sun set one more time
Never before have had I wished to be so different
As death welcomes me into its halls once again
The place looks so familiar but untamed
As I take death's cold hand, a shake uninvited
I can't remember, why I went these ways
For days and days I could see no reason why
I wanted to hang on to my eternal sun
Thinking of sharing my last moments alive with you
Is more unbearable that the images seem to reveal
As death welcomes me with open arms,
I wonder why its smile seems so familiar
Screaming as the blade cuts through my neck
This could be all that I've wanted
This could be the only thing that I ever dreamed of
This could be my blissful horizon
This could be my way to ascension
This could be all that I've wanted
This could be the only thing you made me dream of
This could be my blissful apprehension
This could be my way to desecration!
And as I watch this black sun rise once more
I watch it bleed through the words from my pen
And as it cries these tears of shame,
Will it be renewed?
For so long I've been watch the sun rise and fall,
Wondering when the bell will chime for me
The call of the dead chills through the bone
And as I watch this black sun set once more
I watch it bleed the colours of the rainbow slowly
And as it weeps these tears of shame,
Will its life be endeavoured?
For so long I've watched this sun rise and fall,
Wondering when the reaper will have a bullet with my name on
The whisper of the wind is burned into my memory
I can't remember, why I went these ways
For days and days I've gone insane in the corner of my mind
Floating on the ebb of my madness, I am my own master
Thinking to myself, 'Where ever did the sun go?'
Never before have I felt so truly alone
And as death sits me down on the throne
I wonder why I've never experienced this power before
But all I remember is the silhouette of death's blade
I can't remember, why I went these ways
For days and days I've experienced first hand true power
Floating of the ebb of destruction, I am my own lord
Thinking to myself, 'Why hasn't the black sun risen again?'
Never before have I felt at the end of all existence
And as death lures me in to his mysterious ways
I wonder why he smiles at me again,
Before falling under the purple curtain of a sledgehammer's blow
This could be all that I've wanted
This could be the only thing that I ever dreamed of
This could be my blissful horizon
This could be my way to ascension
This could be all that I've wanted
This could be the only thing you made me dream of
This could be my blissful apprehension
This could be my way to desecration!
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