Means to an end by Full Blown Chaos
Lies built the prophecy, or so its said.
An existance built upon deception.
I wanted to believe.
Damnation, i recieved,
Born of sin, scarred by faith, all by you.
Too many times
I've wondered why I live
The edge and never die.
To walk with death.
To see heaven and never be sent.
Thousand years did i pray.
World on my back down im wieghe.
Crime of birth.
Slaughtered my soul,
But never saved
All i asked of you
Was to show me the way.
Walked the frontline
In the shadows of death and yet,
You still come before me.
I walked the graves,
I've seen the face behind the shroud my lor,
Try to save me betraye.
As I shed this waste
Filled from denied eye,
Bloddy tears pave the way.
Lies built the prophecy
And till this day my eyes,
Lied too many times,
All I ask for is as means to end.
An escape from eternal suffering.
If you decide make swift my pain