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the end of days
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dark Inside betrayed by a false hope
no remorse for my pain or my anger
baring my scars of hate and pain
no turning back the clock the end is coming
holding on only seems like a dream of lost memories
my emotions taken by force crushed up and thrown away
in my eyes and mine alone i am a sinner of unforgivable sin
i am the one who burns inside growing in hate more every day
waiting in the cell we call a body my soul burns to be at peace my tollerence running low my mind weakening my heart bleeding for me i need this dream to end i need to see the end of days.
