Walking alone in the dark
Unknown place becoming familiar
Going around in circles
Working my way into the ground
I silently pray to be blessed
With the curse of death
So maybe I can find my light
Maybe the pain will be put to rest
As my life crumbles beneath me
I feel the cold breath of grim
Brush against my tear-stained cheeks
Soon my tainted soul will see again
As he leads me down the burning path
His hand slowly reaches for mine
I go limp as my body fails to work
My knees buckle and I fall
My breath goes shallow
And my heart slows it's beating
No use to fight, I'm already dying
This loneliness gently lifts
My prayer was answered
So dead and soulless I lay
Grim still leading my soul
Taking me to my final grave
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