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Death Test
written by Morbid Angel02:15 PM 12/20/04| It's amazing how I don't feel a thing, with a sword in my back and a knife through my wrist. It's amazing how the pain only hurts when it's inside my head, blood will never hurt me and neither will death. But still I remain scared. What waits on the other side of the gate, climbing the stairway to heaven the fear escalates. Is it just somewhere perfect that we create in our minds, or do we all end up together, somewhere lost in time? My body's numb to hurting but weak against emotion, passing the death test but failing on devotion. I've got to be strong for someone else, I don't live life only for myself. I have these arms around me trying to smile while I cry, you know that tears are falling but you'll never know why. I promised you ten thousand tears ago that I would never bleed again, I promised you I'd stay awake through the pain. But eternal sleep, calls to me, slows down my heartbeat, tingles my feet. Just don't let go of my hand, it's keeping me down, don't wanna fly away to some other place. |
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