With lust loving parents
And oh the doomed children
All on earth
Are cursed
And have empty souls
This flesh prison that holds me
That holds you
Is not powerful in truth
We can escape it
With a moment
A second between the torments
A time between coma and death
Where the only thing that matters
Is the thought before the last breath
Nothing inside me
Could make me stay
But I want to say
I choose death
So that I might live
Because living upon my knees
Is not life
And dying when you can no longer forgive
Is not death
I choose death
So that I will live
Again
He will break my chains
He will let me find victory
Where death is ever powerful
And choices are few
But the one choice
The quiet voice
Is truth
