trouble awaits, mind deflates
black hole drowns ur brain
consistancy of jabbing pain
tears even the strongest
cuts even the longest
terrible horror erupts
with every mind it kurrupts
shuts it down for ever
forever never to remember
no soul to replace
even your place, u misplaced
ur view shifts to a blury sight
a fight 2 put light into a blackning night
fear will grow, tears will show
death will know, when its ur time 2 go
cry in depths, broken pieces of mess
no less destress, 2 a soul sleeps at rest
days and nights become 1 miserable dream
its seems, deaths beams through ur screams
the devil surrounds ur will to live
an empty boy, with absolutly nothing 2 give
eyes are white, he is pale
dies at sight;
but did he fail?

a struggle to survive
revive his life 2 stay alive
he ran, he swore and pleaded
sad, a little bit more he needed
his time ran astray
how could god treat him this way
only a boy, a very young one true
so, he did what grown men couldnt do
stay loyal to life and not cave
he gave, nothing 2 death,
he was brave..
but still a slave...
if all where pushed he stood for all
short in stature, but at heart he stood tall
he died, to save the good and the bad
he drained his soul, for the ones who didnt have
his heart, bigger and bigger it grew
he knew, what to do but...
never had a clue...
for the ones he seen, couldnt be saved
for which they where servants 4ever inslaved