Death is the one word,
The one promise,
That I have made,
To myself and the world.
I have already promised,
My soul to the Devil.
Provided he don't wreck it,
Only worship and shit thats evil.
But the one thing I'd truly miss,
Of this "beautiful" and "perfect" place.
Are the friends I once had,
Are Bec and Hayley's face.
Althought they are gone,
I can still feel them here.
Maybe they live in limbo,
Maybe they live in fear.
Death is the only word,
The only way.
The only promise,
That I have made.
