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Simon Olsson May 2017
Oh my darling, its not to late.
Push back the cold and here me scold
The darkness and your fate.
Welcome not the dark and lifeless
But treat them both with hate.
With all your might, I plead you fight!
Come back to me with haste.
For if your gone there is no dawn
And all will be erased
Simon Olsson May 2017
Trapped in my mind

Forever to be lost
Somebody save me
Whatever the cost

Lost in an ocean
Of perilous doubt
Somebody save me
I need to get out

Alone in the darkness
An endless confusion
Somebody save me
From my own illusion
Simon Olsson May 2017
If the mountains could speak
What would they say?
Would they curse at us men
Who've caused them dismay

If the oceans could cry
For what would it be?
Would it be for us men
For we failed to see

If the forests could see
On what would they gaze?
Would it be on us men
Who've set them ablaze
Simon Olsson May 2017
Man's strive for peace but thirst for war
Is a childish thing indeed
They long for love but hate instead
And thus they won't be freed
How long will man walk down this path
Of death and endless greed?
The hateful war machine of man
Will leave them all to bleed
And through the screams of pain and fear
A single voice shall be plead
Forgive us not for we are men
Our end was guaranteed
Simon Olsson May 2017
Life bids farewell
Leaves you alone
Welcome says Death
Welcomes you home

Sisters are they
Darkness and Light, so
Love both as Death
Loves you in Life
Simon Olsson May 2017
The fear of our grave
Resides in us all
But do not despair
At Death's pleasant call.

Man's deathly march
Is a binding crusade
So forge on with pride
Into Death's hallowed glade.

Almighty is he
Who lays there at rest
For he soldiered on
Through life's sacred quest.

— The End —