random

In the middle of a sucide
estrangled soul btw those drenched eyes
through the alleys of a surreal ride
life's some slut trying to restore back the dangling pride
into the scilence of the death


Death approaches along to play some game
Blood sceams shaters the night out of its frame
slashed wrist taking up all the flase blame
everything being lost in someone's dodged name
into the scilence of the death

all that was needed to refrain
got together and struct the train
with full forces through the brain
as blood ran through the drain
into the scilence of the death