Begining Of Time

Sacrifice [part 2]

The carving of a silenced knife
I start to dread life
I count every black rose in the field of sorrow's
As I prepare my own sacrifice
My blood Flowing forever
Harmonised in a pool of red
My soul leaving
My palisade is breaking
Fighting vigorously to stay alive
My actions nothing less than obtrusive
Why do I lie to myself
Why do I cry at night
No more reason to live
Let my absurd life come to an end

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