I'm dieing alone,
You're presence sickens me.
They'll take me away,
And there is no answer.

You're a threat to my very existance,
let me do the things That I want to.
This is a fight to the end,
And you'll never take the things I believe in.

We'll be buried in seperate places,
The end is in sight.
I'll grab ahold of the light,
I wont be dieing alone..


I found another way out.