"I've gotta go."
"Okay, I love you.&quot...

You know that state of mind,
Where it feels like the end of time...

Flooding back,
Partly through my eyes...

Counting down,
My final days...

Subtle changes,
Over this week...

So much dispair,
So much pain...

Anxiety,
Anxiety...

What happened.
Back then...

Angel of Death,
Cover me with your wings...

Left out,
Always...

Finnally released,
Lying down...

Green hills rolling,
Under my feet...