My Time
The world it seems has turn against me,
Hollow and wicked as far as I can see.
In my chest is the hole of love and trust,
filled with sadness, lies and disgust.
The world it seems has turned against me,
Wait for the lies and darkness then you’ll see.
In my head I have a guide from the dead,
The reaper it seems has already made my bed.
The world it seems has turned against me,
Follow my lead, find the dark, you will see.
My legs are tired, my arms are weak,
I have tried enough and my outlook is bleak.
The world it seems has turn against me,
The hole is dug and my soul will be free.
Dreaming of love and why the trust fell,
Only to awake in the fiery clutches of hell.
