Lost. Left without a fight.
Treating the weight like it comes and goes.
But the….fear, Something you never feel.
Burned in my brain, all I know.
All I know is to study the fear.
Too many halfway wish to die with expiration near.
Can't beat it. So you accept defeat.
Dead your minds eye, go to sleep.
Beware, none spared. Walking on the wrong side of death.
No hope, no prayer. Crossing to the wrong side…
Never be the same, when it calls your name.
Your time’s up.
Feeding on a failed perception of life.
Cut you down, pull you close, twist of the knife.
Begged for it. Now I hear your cries.
It’s what you wished for... say goodbye.
Walking on the wrong side of death.
Crossing to the wrong side of death.
Obsessed with the end.
Time to mean what you say, when the reaper calls.
Don't be afraid to look death in the eye.
Wrong side of death.
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