Temptations getting nearer you hold the rope that calls my death,
Running from the demons that came from hell to do the rest,
They push me near insanity more closer to the edge,
Judgement calls my suicide pushing me towards the ledge,
My life hangs in the balance tipping on the side of hell,
Don't come any closer or they'll get you as well,
Blood will start to tempt you in ways i can't explain,
So here's my death it's on your hands blood pouring like the rain.....
