Will be my dying act
Loving you has been a curse
First I lived
In the heights of hope, and brightest light
Never knowing depths of the black
But then I experienced worse things
Than I could have ever imagined
And I wanted to die
You said that I'd always come first
But that's not truth
Which is I'll be the last
The final man upon the earth
Who can't die
Until he finally cries
Over something that broke him
Into pieces, and then left him burning
Until his being turns ash
And is carried upon the winds
