Strangulation, suffocation – my fate awaits
Decapitation, asphyxiation – death is my only way
The red fluid of life in these veins
At last gone cold and blue
I see the widow ghost approach – smiling
It’s time for me to go
Lifts me off the filthy ground
Slits my throat in half
The world fades – my eyes bind shut
I’m leaving this world that gave me no good
Six feet under – my final destination waits
I must go; this world is not mine for the taking
18 white doves glide beneath me
Filthy and cold – my lifeless blood drains
The pureness fades; the white dove’s wings stain
How cruel am I? – But just flesh and sick blood I hold
“may you live in peace”
I leave my last words to this filthy race
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