Not good at names

by Jonathan   Jan 4, 2006


::I'm not sure this one is all that good::

Floating in seas of madness
and drifting on the currents of my insanity
Being held adrift by my spite for life
Wanting only to die
But I wont let myself
For I must reach the shore
To wreak havoc upon those who turned me into this beast
The hypocritical logic that I've developed has become my ultimate undoing
Attacking those who love me
And running to those who hate
I've been tricked into doing the devils work
My anger at life
My rebellious life
Finally ending
When I war with the holy ones
And set fire to my cross
I will start slipping into insanity
And falling into darkness
But this is my darkness
I am sitting on my own grave
I dug it myself
On top of the hill Golgotha
Falling into to limbo
For neither heaven nor hell
Will take me
I will have a fallen angel as my head stone
A fallen angel with broken wings

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