Hold me, My blood flows to paint the earth. Hear me, My pain soon will end. Love me, For time is at hand. Know me, For I am a part of you as you are a part of me.
I can't be what I am not nor you be me. But together our spirit soared from this rock. Into the night air and back. You take my strength, I take from you what I lack.
I don't mean to limit you. For I am limited by my own hand. I called unto the spirits to see what would be. And in my future, Short and swift, With blood flowing I should leave.
I take the energy freely. No longer frightened by the pain. Knowing it is as I short. This time before my release. Where again I will reign. Free of all disease.Free of all pain.
Where you ask have I gone? To heaven or to hell.Have I slipped through The narrow gate. How should I tell. In my eye's I was poor. But my soul never did I sell.
More you ask yet to see. But the terror of the trip weighs heavily on me. With in the blood stained halls. Cut ties to this world, with the blade cold. Hearing the calls, no longer growing old. No more than blood spilt on the floor
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