You see my soul? It’s falling fast below.

It leaves no trace, these bloody stains don’t fade.

Afraid to sleep for death awaits at night.


The edge, the cliff, the fall; much pain to stop.

Too many scary monsters need to die.

You see my soul? It’s falling fast below.

It leaves no trace, these bloody stains don’t fade.


To reap the Reaper’s love without the drops

Of tears, running with bloody, dirty cries

For death’s unruly name. I fall, so why?

You see my soul? It’s falling fast below.

It leaves no trace, these bloody stains don’t fade.

Afraid to sleep for death awaits at night.


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