• ]The broken glass left deep wounds
    They allowed bloody tears to flow,
    Flow from our hands.

    Smiles and giggles…
    Issued from my horrid lips
    As your life oozed from those little wounds;

    Those little wounds…
    Caused by…
    The broken glass.

    Then came the chilled wind
    That blew you down
    And shattered your last hope.

    Your last chance at
    Endless laughter.
    Sound rang through my ears

    And your breath stagnated;
    Stagnate…old; gone forever,
    Like the first chilled wind.

    As the rotting earth moved
    The graves of your kind to the bottom;
    The bottom of the chain.

    The chain called life…
    Will break…
    Like the glass.

    The glass that left you wounded
    And let you bleed
    All of your blood and let you die…

    This is the Death Song
    That last thing you hear,
    The only song you need to know.

    The world will turn each day
    To start a new the pace that it is to take-
    To take each and every moment…

    A death occurs.
    A death that means nothing to you,
    Means nothing to me,

    But is more painful to someone
    Then to anyone else.
    This is it…the ending song called Death.