Walking alone in the dark Unknown place becoming familiar Going around in circles Working my way into the ground
I silently pray to be blessed With the curse of death So maybe I can find my light Maybe the pain will be put to rest
As my life crumbles beneath me I feel the cold breath of grim Brush against my tear-stained cheeks Soon my tainted soul will see again
As he leads me down the burning path His hand slowly reaches for mine I go limp as my body fails to work My knees buckle and I fall
My breath goes shallow And my heart slows it's beating No use to fight, I'm already dying This loneliness gently lifts
My prayer was answered So dead and soulless I lay Grim still leading my soul Taking me to my final grave
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