Fear lurks in the dark corners of my wretched soul
Brewing poison - a concoction to inject in delirium.
Strength is shattered; weak in the cold.
Shots of pain burning straight for the crematorium.
Painless, I burn
My ashes, Glory they will earn.
Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 11:35 AM UTC
Fear lurks in the dark corners of my wretched soul
Brewing poison - a concoction to inject in delirium.
Strength is shattered; weak in the cold.
Shots of pain burning straight for the crematorium.
Painless, I burn
My ashes, Glory they will earn.
my thoughts about the process of death
