Gothic
I burn my past
The blood that is running from
My cut
I drink it
Like a devil in the dark
What devil am I?
The Gothic devil
With a few  words my heart is
Torn and in pain
Because there is a cut
In my heart
All the lies I told to every one
Now flash in my eyes
What once was my good life, now
Remains in ashes
My tainted ashes of love only
Fed the ashes of all lies
Blown in the wind to seek
Me to die
Under the sweet flowers I lay
Myself to sleep
Waiting for my life to end
I have grown old
I have grown weak
Because all the blood is
Running out
Of my heart that is cut
Nobody will stop the blood
From running
The sun still shines
Where I lay
Under the sweet flowers
My life is
Now immortal
I am going soon
I am feeling more dizzy
And weak
Each hour
Death is approaching me fast
This time
I don't fear death
Hurting other people
Was my sin
And not telling the truth was my
Second sin
All the things that
I've done
Raise question in my head
I don't do everything perfect
Why should I do?
Yes I can change my
Thinking
But I still think that I
Have time for that
I still have time to say
Forgiveness before
I go to my new home
To die
The hour arrived
I take one more look
Around where I am
I say goodbye to
Mother Earth
I shut my eyes
And now I feel myself going
Through a deep sleep
My breathing has stopped
Now the Gothic devil is dead, and
The Gothic devil is me
Nothing I can see
Anymore or feel
It was a wonderful day to die
Someone carried me, the Gothic
Devil
And buried me in the cemetery
My body is there
But my spirit is in heaven