I wanna leave die with a sword going through my neck
There is nothing more painful that living this life filled with daemons
No worth for kind hearted souls
Great souls never live they suffer til there is no more
You do everything you can to help and love but all you get is pain and misery.
My heart beats no more and painted in black full with hate.
Emotions no more flows as the source became stone.
Just rip my heart out and make me bleed.
All thats left is to think of the time of my own dimies.
Nothing matters to me anymore and being bad is no more an option it's a choice that has to be taken.
cold blood gets you through the pain and fills the hole that people through at you with their evil and hate.