Death is the realist friend when life's ends
Who can you call? not the ghost busters
But the moment life begins to cluster
Seeds muster evil lurking because it lives
Off a natural high of instinct driven by fear
The low end theory when all grows weary
Eerie sounds of growling grave sites heights
Beyond heavens gates not a scratch
At the door prepare for battle an eternal war
Against you yourself and the flesh the test
Is only done when you come across the sun
Crossing over into the dark paths that geograph
A blissful tunnel of light path silent laughs
Walking over the blood baths soils
Uncoils the truth inside of a lie no ties
Stare at the golden flame disc eyes realize
The only friend i ever had was you death
And for that you a true took my breath
Away for it is the beginning of a new journey