Last Day Of Life

Want to talk with you
You lay, I see you
I talk you don’t hear
You’re deadly sick this me scare
Yes this my fear
Your bed burn in death’s breathe
Little turn, your body fallin’ to the floor
Wind in room, creak of the door
You’re in the middle: between bed and floor
You’ll never fall on it
Your faith upin’ you, don’t forget it
In my mind your screaming voice
That you don’t have a choice
You cry
You don’t want die
It’s all in your hands
You control your life until it ends
Here we all: your parents, friends
And of course God!
We don’t want stand under your grave
Cut deaths neck by shave!

CHORUS:
After all
You have one way
In back is wall
You understood all at this day
You fall
On deaths bed you lay
That’s all
Nobody won’t call
You’ve die
I don’t lie…


This life for you done
Soon you will gone
Your death is not a fun
All life from death you run
But now legs gone
She comes to you
You have nothing to do
She looks body through
She wanna kill you
Starts dark in eyes
Behind you fly all your lies
Stop! You don’t help with cries
Just now you realize
That you’ve lie to all your guys
You use them like toys
Turn down your voice
You don’t have a choice


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