Sitting at the epitaph,
I see all evil surrounding me,
it doesn't matter how I died,
Sacrificed,or Crucified.
This world is lost never belonging to anyone,
There is no room for your stupidity,
the sure blindness of property,
letting you see what once was and will never be again.
blood trail growing larger with every failure,
this world only coming closer to its pathetic end.

Though this does sadden me it doesn't effect my mood to severely,
sever your ties from the inside,
calm to know you the sick and deceased,
the god forbidden, among hells ashamed.
Can you look at me now and tell me you could've never lasted through
your pain.
You could have hung on to something you never knew,
clenched the last sweet breath of life clinging to your lungs,
instead you chose to die in vain.

God doesn't last in salvation,
salvation belongs to no one,
and isn't deserved by any,
darkness descends on those who try to proclaim light.
It breaks them down and makes them theres,
forgetting the truth of pure hell,
you took the road less paved.
Now lost you expect me to guide you through,
reminiscent of your past memory's,
can you not see what could be?

The burning blood that falls from my eyes,
I shall not have known that I am only trying to protect me from myself.
This is the end,
I threw away the chance to survive.
Now ends all in suffering,
never to be forgiven,
only in hells flames shall I ever see my heaven
 
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