• One whos dead is only lacking there funeral.
    thou who art alive are destined for the grave.
    One after another they fall. there lovely blood
    soon to go cold. A cold heart is only wishing for warmth
    as a Warm heart is wishing for change
    I for one Love the light of day
    but miss the down of the new ways
    To love or to hate whats all the worry
    To suffer eternaitiy with a Guilty soul
    and to have a Heart covered in ice...
    I wish to only live for one Person that I soon will meet
    But my Emoition of love is soon to leave me for i
    Have soon to see my dark side dissaper.
    I only lack to be put into my grave for I soon will die
    Of a bloody heart and My lost love with turn to Ashes.