With a flick of the wrist,
And a quick knife twist,
You fall to the ground,
Kicking around,
Praying for a last breath,
But wont you be amazed,
When you find yourself dazed,
By the fact that your god isn't there,
So while you wriggle I stab,
While you scream I will jab,
"You deserve all that you get kid..."
I speak with my final slit.
But wont you be amazed when noone cares,
Arent you amazed noone answered your prayers?
Because your god isnt there so I have noone left to judge me,
Not your friends, aquaintances, or even your family.
Because noone will care, nor will they ever.
In fact they all helped me with this endeavor.
See your friends are your enemies, because they are mine.
Im surprised you didnt figure my plan out over time,
So I set you ablaze with the warm gasoline fire,
Its not too sad that your time has expired.
I pour more gas on your crisp corpse black,
Your ashes are now in my sack,
And noone will know,
Because noone ever cared,
So when I toss your ashes into the crisp morning air,
Dont expect a funeral youll never recieve,
Because even the ones you trust,
Are likely to decieve. |
