Final Goodbye-Rapture

The dead are the lucky ones.

I'm tired of this life
I can't stand this pain
So maybe I can use this knife
To bleed it all out

My crimson victroy
Flows into my hands
This bloodied note
No more screams from my throat
A tearful departure
Alone on this floor
Goodbye, my friends
Ahh, now the pain ends

My apathetic dreams
Lead me to that darkness
Darkness eternal
Where all is infernal

Take away the hatred
Of all these people
Destruction caused
To all that we feel

Love is to be broken
It was never meant to be
You'll go, to heaven above
I won't, but goodbye, my love.