[ThruGodsGrace]

My Nights Are Filled With Evil Storms,
As I Watch Blood Run Down The Devils Horns,
Dreams So Real Tortureing My Head,
Leaving Me Scared To Go To Bed,
Because Theirs A Full Moon Tonight And Im The One The Devil Is Wanting,
And Haunting,
My Room Breaths Blood While Its Talking,
My Soul Becomes Ashes,
Im Lost While No Time Passes,
I Whant To Die But I Cant Find Anything Sharp,
Except My Shattered Heart,
I Wrote A Letter Asking For Help And Sent It In A Bottle To Sea With So Much Hope,
Praying Someone Will Find The Note,
That My Lost Soul Wrote,
"the Nights Soul Is Looking Down On Us,
And It Knows Who Is Honest,
With Its Evil Eyes Upon Us"
Everywhere Im Rejected,
Injected With Pain And Hate,
Licking The Devils Bloody Horns Awake,
I Look In The Mirror But I Cant See My Face,
I Taste Pure Evil And See My Future Death,
But Im Dead I Already Took My Last Breath,
The Day My Soul Left,
Wondering For Help,
Because I Tried To Kill Myself,
With A Piece Of My Shattered Heart In My Room,
And Whent Way Deeper Then Before Just To Get Rid Of A Old Wound.